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I do!


I quit my job.
And not only did I quit my job, I also quit working full-time.
Nine years at Discovery, and -- excuse the bad pun -- but, what made me truly discover what I want in life is just the last six months.
And what I want in life is to spend every minute that I can with our wonderful baby daughter, who at 21 months and 13 days, is the most interesting person I know!
Of course, things will be tough, money will be short, and chasing clients while freelancing will be a nightmare! But, one look at that face, and it's ALL worth it for the joy of being with this amazing little person, and helping shape the amazing woman she'll grow up to be!

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