Renaissance Woman

Today I was called a Renaissance woman. There were six of us in the room, notepads and pens prepped and ready to begin the arduous task of recording all that would transpire in the next hour. We began with small talk, easy anecdotes, light banter. We were there to brainstorm, but there was no hurry.

Just to backup a bit and give you some perspective, I live in New Jersey, attend graduate school in North Carolina and work in California. All from the comfort of my Park Village Townhome nestled snugly in the sleepy town of Sayreville. Now I do not think this arrangement is unusual, and i certainly didn't plan it, but the needs of today's society and the never ending search for a school-work-life balance had brought me to this point. I truly thought nothing of it and certainly did not view myself as special (although many have openly declared their envy at my ability to work from home).

However, here I was, at a marketing meeting for the NY/NJ AETC HIV/AIDS initiative, fulfilling the 140 hr credit requirement for my PH practicum (i know, acronyms up the wazoo right?) and I had 5 amazing and very accomplished women staring at me as if i had just dropped from Mars (or Venus if you will) as I described to them a day in the life of me. "We need to do an article on you", declared the PR rep. "I would love to run an article on you about today's wo(man) and how they are adapting to today's society." I was actually quite embarrassed by all the attention (yes i was!) but it was made worse when my Preceptor declared "And she has two kids too!" I think I almost fell out! "You are a Renaissance Woman", the PR rep said. "I will be contacting you to do an interview and will run the article in our August issue." I demurely acquiesced.

Look out, Renaissance woman coming through...*blush*.