I recently read Charlamagne Tha God’s book, which basically chronicled his growing pains (from troubled young man living in Moncks Corner, South Carolina to popular radio personality in the number one market and across the nation). The main takeaway was that many achievements are usually not accomplished overnight, although social media may create an illusion.
With that in mind, I spent a lot of time thinking about the words I shared on instagram last night. I know my journey is just starting and I’m no Charlamagne, but it was important for me to point out that I didn’t magically win 2 Emmy awards.
As I mentioned in last night’s post (featured below), I have lots of people to thank.
Being a journalist is tough and making the decision to pursue this career was even more difficult. I had to first get over the doubt and the naysayers. I also had to reassure my parents that I would be ok, despite the low starting salary and unusual hours. I’m so glad they trusted me.
To be honest, I felt crazy in the first few months of my career.
I was a multimedia journalist (MMJ), in a town much smaller than what I was accustomed to in New York and New Jersey and I felt lonely in my first one bedroom apartment. I was often times homesick.
Eventually my colleagues became my family (which is typically what happens everywhere I work).
At my next stop, in Louisville, I felt a little more comfortable but I still felt homesick. I was even farther from my family (10 hours). I’m sure it’s a feeling many journalists can relate to.
Despite the loneliness I felt, I don’t regret one bit of any of those moments. They made me stronger. I learned so much in Louisville that I probably couldn’t learn anywhere else. Not only was I a better reporter, but I also found a few amazing friends. I believe they were placed in my life for a reason.
Being back in D.C. is a dream come true. I can’t quite put it into words. For the first few months, I wanted someone to pinch me. It feels familiar. It feels like home. It’s the city where I learned how to be a journalist and the young woman I am today.
This post wasn’t about the Emmy awards, it was a message to someone who needed a little extra motivation to keep going.
“If the ship doesn’t make it, you will.” – Rev. Dr. Howard-John Wesley
