Saturday, December 6, 2008
Ten Years Down the Road
Where do you see yourself in ten years?A friend of mine told me she was asked this question in a recent job interview, and she wasn't sure what to say. I'm not a big fan of questions like that.What's the right answer?Sure wouldn't have guessed I would be where I am now had I been asked that when I graduated college. Heck, I remember telling my Dad I didn't WANT to go to college. That's when he told me it was NOT an option.Alrighty then.Once I got my degree, I took the first job I could get...in radio. And I've never left. 16 years ago, I wouldn't have said I would still be here. Had I not stuck it out, I would have missed some of the best times of my life. Such as...-Working with my three best friends, Jim, Kevin, and Gator.-Hearing my favorite music. Country songs tell a story. "Don't Blink" is one I connect with because it reminds me that life is fleeting.-Interviewing the artists. It's one of my favorite things to do, learning more about the person behind the image. Trace Adkins deals with the same things we all deal with. And who knew Kenny Chesney secretly likes Fruity Pebbles, too?-Crying on the air, and being ok with that. I broke down on my first day back from maternity leave, and was greeted with emails from many women who said they cried along with me on 465.-Becoming a Child Advocate. I began working with foster kids during my years on WFMS, after reading so many news stories of kids being neglected. It's been one of the most rewarding experiences.-And finally, learning who I am. I'm not the same person who first slid behind the microphone years ago. I've grown. I'm a wife and a mother. I'm a better friend. I see life through a different lense.So, where do you see yourself ten years from now?I still can't answer it.
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3 comments:
In 10 years I hope to still be working with you, Jim and Gator ... If you will have me!!
... Kevin
Hopefully just as happy as I am now! and even more content!
..Jacq
I remember your first day back and cried along with you also. My son was 28 then and going through a difficult divorce, I just wanted him younger that day.
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