reflections

Jun 20, 2005 20:06




I have finished my no-dot pages, and don't really feel like starting my advance yet, cuz, hey?  do I really care if they get done?  .....j/k

It's weird how some people get addicted to this business.  I love journalism.  I love my job.  I know this is where I belong, but I don't understand why people ruin relationships over it.  I would much rather have someone to love over a fabulous job.  In a perfect world, you could have both, but it only works if the other person feels the same.  This, for me, hasn't happened.

Maybe it's corny, but I truly believe all you need is love.  And though I may not be loved how I used to be, by certain people that I will never have the same kind of connection with, I have learned love comes in different forms, perhaps from unexpected people.  I have been loved in so many wonderful ways.  It's been beautiful.  I still think it will be a while before I will be able to trust or get close to a man, but I have learned there are other, really fun ways to enjoy life.

I have loved my time at The Detroit News.  I expect I will shed a tear when I leave tonight.  This is the best thing I have ever done.  Personally and professionally, it's been a fun ride.  I cannot imagine who I would be if I were not here right now.  My perspectives on life have changed not only because of what I have done and who I have known these past 6 months, but also who I have NOT known, and what I have not done.

My co-workers here at the News are some of the greatest people I have ever met.  I am going to truly miss them.  Of course, we will CAAAAAALLL each other (one of our many inside jokes), but it won't be the same.  They were very nice and got me cookies and a card today.  Wonetha looked up some of the old Nhood news' that we made fun of as my going away present.  And I have been taking pics of people so I can remember everyone.

The rest of the summer is going to be fun.  And going back to Mt. P should be interesting.  I hope my positivity transfers there.  I will not lie; I am nervous.  I hope people accept me when I come back.  I don't want to turn into any sort of monster.  I will hate myself if I do.  It's a good thing I will have Danielle to keep me in check!  She'll let me know if I turn into someone I'm not.

And who knows?  Maybe I will find love again someday, but for now I have my friends, and I really wouldn't trade them for a job, a million dollars, or the world.

me, work, love, friends

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