June 9, 2004:Diary Entry

Today is the procession and viewing ceremony of former President Ronald Reagan. President Reagan passed away several days ago. Today is Congressman Young’s birthday, as well as my daughter, Halie Mae’s 10th birthday.

I’m waiting to board my plane back home. I’m excited to get there. I’m excited to come back here again too. (Washington, DC).

I’m excited to talk with a gentlemen in DC again. He says, “There She is.” whenever he sees me. His mom was 18 when she had him. She was a single mom (like me) who worked her way through night school (also like me).

I miss my children. I cant wait to see them running at me with arms open for a hug and yelling, “Mommy!!” What a reward!

Published by Trudy Sobocienski

My blog, "Beyond Leadership" is a creative place to share my personal feelings and thoughts while working in leadership roles for a variety of Alaska Native organizations, both for and not-for profit entities. An incredible leader and mentor of mine once asked while we were in Washington, DC, "What happened to you between the ages of 7-10 that motivated you to serve in a native leadership capacity". I was struck by that poignant thought and as such, include actual entries from my mother and my diaries beginning in the early 1970's. I enjoy sharing these excerpts because it captures the parallels she and I were experiencing throughout life, from two separate worldviews. Hers as a young mother of four and mine as her eldest child. I have never came across a book on leadership that lays bare a leaders personal feelings, thoughts, hopes, fears and dreams they were experiencing. So for me, my goal is two-fold: 1. Share the incredible life my parents created for my siblings and I growing up in remote Alaska; and, 2) Sharing my humanity, through my personal diaries and journals, while serving as the youngest-ever President/CEO for the Alaska Native Health Board. There are passages that will include significant policy issues I was working on throughout my career and travels. There are many more passages that do not. I cannot speak for my mom's passages, because I am reading them as I share them here, with you; with her permission of course.

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