I used to be the morning news anchor for KCBS-TV in Los Angeles. After nearly eight years of getting up at 3:15am, I was suddenly fired when I requested a promotion to hours that would allow me to stop walking through life like a zombie. This really sucked—kind of like being shot out of a cannon with no soft landing in sight.
When I could look beyond the shock and humiliation of being escorted from the Broadcast Center as if I were a security threat, I asked myself a question: was I really going to let my eighteen year career end with a thud? The answer was yes. I had two great kids, a cute, supportive husband and enough money in our savings account not to panic. We decided to leave Los Angeles in search of a life less centered around the beauty, success and power that often seem more important than air in this town.
For the next year and a half, my husband Ethan and our two little boys, Griffin, 4, and Adrian, 2, became 21stcentury nomads, traveling the world to discover what should come next. Campgrounds, coupons, frequent flyer miles and Top Ramen helped us navigate both American and international destinations and it wasn’t easy; we rescued an almost dead accident victim in Greece, got caught in a terrorist scare in Turkey, rushed Griffin to an Argentine emergency room on Christmas Day, not to mention being nearly trampled by an angry hippopotamus in Africa. But it was the adventure of a lifetime.
Now we are back. Because you can’t blame a place for your problems. Our quest to carve out a less stressful, more balanced, happier life amid the noise that can sometimes overwhelm a person in The City Of Angels is the focus of this blog. It’s about learning to stand up for yourself, learning to trust your instincts and talents, and learning not to let another person’s opinion ruin your self worth. Getting fired was a gift. And while the absence of the cushy CBS paycheck has been a challenging adjustment, instead of watching life unfold on a live studio monitor, it finally feels like I’m truly living.