PUBLICITY PROFILES…THE EYES TO A PERSON’S HEART.
FREYA AND RANDY BEAMER: NBC
There are magical moments in everyone’s life. We experience laughter, heart-ache, love, pain, joy and the un-imaginable experience of true relationships evolving into lasting memories. But how many people actually ever experience the magic of posing for the cover of a magazine? Not many, I am sure. And HOW do those blessed people walk “off” the cover if TTW and back into a normal life? I am sure…I don’t know. Each amazing cover person over the last 8 years has been an individual creature of amazement to me. Each woman or man has a story and has TOLD that story to me…boldly and with abandon. As they reach deep into their souls, they somehow have trusted me to catch their dreams as they fall from the stars. The Universe holds a great human mystery, but God holds the keys in His mighty hands to the substance of that mystery.When I meet a person for a cover interview, I immediately hug them…and no; not so lightly! I LOVE people; I love their stories and I love to extract the intimate presence of hidden memories they have experienced in their past. Many times the memories are exposed in a mighty wind of amazement that even dis-arms the un-suspecting person who sits in the interview chair. Many deep revelations are remembered in a split second; a second that might never have remembered, but for this interview. There is a great journey in this experience for me; a great trust and honor that only a reporter would really understand. I guess I am an investigative reporter of the heart. When a person breaks down their walls intimately shares their feelings with me, there is a sensation between two people that is very hard to describe. Some cry, some sob, some laugh; but ALL leave knowing something real happened during those few hours. None of us will ever forget the trust and sharing of each other’s souls- of each other hearts- of each other’s trust. In the vast abyss of this thing called life, I can actually say without reserve, that I am the luckiest person on earth to have shared this precious time with my cover people. I have looked into the life of open and innocent eyes and have seen the truth; the real person, the real heart. I will be forever changed; and somehow, I will carry a little piece of each cover person in my heart. For in the wee small moments of the morning, as the sun begins to rise, I will remember you all: For you have all given me a gift I will keep in my heart forever: My…covers….my precious people who entrusted their lives to me. For that, my dear friends…for that; I will be eternally grateful.