Amy Sohm:
CLASS OF 1979
Northwest High SchoolClass of 1979
Omaha, NE
Creative CenterClass of 2003
Omaha, NE
Morton Middle SchoolClass of 1976
Omaha, NE
Masters Elementary SchoolClass of 1972
Omaha, NE
Laura Dodge Elementary SchoolClass of 1969
Omaha, NE
Amy's Story
Gee, it's hard to believe it's been 30 yrs. Where
do I start?
Right outta high school I joined a band. We traveled.
I got to be a rock star for a year.
Married a man I met at our high school blowout.
Then moved to Austin, TX. We had 3 children
together. He left after baby #3. Haven't heard
from him since. Neither have his kids.
Became a born again Christian at the age of 21.
Changed my life forever. But not like I thought it
would.
After 10 yrs of marriage, I moved back to Omaha.
I thought I'd be your typical US statistic and hook
up with someone within 2 yrs. Since I always
seem to break the status-quo, this has been no
exception. I'm well into my 18th year, single.
One of the many men I've dated over the years
also is the father of my 4th child, a son. He turned
into Dr. Jeckel and Mr. Hyde, so there was no
wedding. He's good to our son, though.
After 23 yrs of exhausting my search for God, I
gave up on church. I've decided Christianity is a
religion and has nothing to do with it's core teaching,
which is knowing your creator. His name is Jesus.
But going to church has nothing to do with knowing
Him.
For all of you gasping at this moment, if you feel
so "lead" to pray for me, go ahead. We all need
Jesus and prayer. While you're at it, pray for the
church. You really wanna know how the church is
doing? Ask a single mom.
At the age of 40, I followed the voice of God and
went to college. Got my degree in Graphic Design
and Illustration.
Then I couldn't get a job. The ad for Laidlaw was
screaming at me. So, once again, I obeyed the
voice of God and drove a school bus. After all I'd
been thru with my own kids and my exposure to
all those kids at college half my age, I figured
I'm more than qualified.
Turns out, driving a school bus is a blast. I've
been at it for 6 years now.
Back about 10 years ago, I bought a house. Needed
stuff done/ changed, but had no one to do it. So, my
learning experience began as a carpenter.
I already did gardening/ landscaping, so the 2
went hand in hand real well.
After the completion of my pride and joy, my
carport, a friend told me, "There's no reason you
couldn't be doing this for money." He then introduced
me to a friend of his who flipped houses.
Went to work for him between bus routes for a
few years. I live in one of the houses we flipped.
This house inspires the artist in me daily, as well
as challenging me to discipline myself. I work on
it as an ongoing hobby. For those who do remodeling,
you know, this project will never be done. It's
just so fun getting it done.
I completed Class A CDL drivers training. Got
all my endorsements, including hazmat. Going
OTR is not an option, so getting the 2 yrs of
varifiable experience one needs in order to get
a job driving a local route, may not be a reality.
Back to the drawing board.
I have a dream to learn ornamental welding,
mosaic tile and stained glass. I want to design
and build patio furniture, trelesses, garden gates,...Expand for more
table tops, and garden art. Maybe try my hand at
pro landscaping. Time, I need time...
After all, my yard looks like a page outta Better
Homes and Gardens. Just gotta get the house to
match the yard. It'll get there.
Back in school again. Working on my BA this time, in Web Design. It's gonna take awhile, but I'm finally gettin' it done. Guess you could call me a late bloomer. I'm still not totally sure what I want to be when I grow up. Web Design sounds fun...and hey. Maybe I'll get a job this time with my degree. Do ya think?
Wait a minute...I changed my major. I sat in that room surrounded by web-geeks and knew I was lost. Somehow opening web pages in various browsers to see how they react is not my idea of fun. I love to write. No, really? We couldn't tell. So after conversing with my daughter and some of her friends, all in college, I decided to change my major to Liberal Arts. I'm back to not knowing what I want to be again, but, hey, that's more like it. Mystery, intrigue. Maybe I'll find a way to make money blogging. Right.
So, here I am after all this time, still single, actually
enjoying being single, sometimes. If the right guy comes along,
I'll know it. So far, no luck. I've got so stinkin'
much to do anyway, he'd have to be such a
perfect fit.
I'm very much a homebody. I come home every
night and stay home. I don't go clubbin', although
swing dancing is a blast and you have to go to bars
to swing dance, so sometimes I go to do that.
I guess I'm not what most would expect. I'm not
a homewrecker and I don't sleep around. Makes
being single in this day and age even more
challenging. The male of the species really hasn't
changed much since high school.
I'm pretty sure I'll come to the next reunion. Not
sure why, curious I guess more than anything. I
haven't had any plastic surgery. I've aged
gracefully. Still have all my hair and teeth, about
30 pounds I'd love to get rid of that seems to
relentlessly hang on. Can you relate?
My daughter calls it the "after 40" weight.
WHAT-ever.
And...with a little help from Miss Clairol, I'm still
a strawberry blonde.
I never did know what I wanted to be when I grew
up. Blame it on the ADHD, blame it on me, my
parents or any number of circumstances beyond
my control. I've become who I am out of
necessity, mostly. I'm a survivor.
Music, art, design and overall creativity is my
DNA. I don't know where I would be without
music. I lost my mind along time ago. It's probably
somewhere in the vacinity of my round tuit.
I've passed my love for the arts onto my
children. One married a musician, the other 3
ARE musicians, artists, writers and the like.
We don't live in a quiet house.
One last thought:
I hear a voice inside, it's grown into a scream
I'm not the next of them, I am the 1st of me
Cuz I can't live a lie, I am just what you see
I'm not the next of them, I am the 1st of me
Hoobastank
In my world, everybody still eats butterflies and poops rainbows.
Peace out.
Amy
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