News Selfies: A year in the making

Today I celebrate one year of being a reporter.

I started a project that first day last year, taking a selfie on set. It may not be as cool as those parents who take a picture of their kid every day for fifteen years… but still, 200+ pictures later, similar concept?

So enjoy the video – from the different hairstyles, outfits, and makeup… there sure is a lot of change!

Being a reporter is fascinating. There’s a new problem, question, topic to tackle every day.

There have been ups and downs. Slow days and I-don’t-know-if-I’m-going-to-get-this-done-in-time-but-I-have-to days. Working on one story and then dropping it to race off in another direction.

I enjoy the people I work with. That’s made all the difference. When you pack up your life and move somewhere new, people are important. You don’t have many to begin with, so it’s great when the ones you’re around at work are fun to be with. We’ve annoyed each other, frustrated each other, and grown closer together.

It’s fun to look back and see how far I’ve come, what I’ve learned. It’s evident in how much time it takes to whip something together for a newscast. It’s evident in my interviews and the questions I ask. It’s fun to watch brand new reporters going through all the same struggles and being able to help them along their journey.

So here’s to more crazy stories, late nights, technical difficulties, and becoming better at what we do.

Just remember, if you ever have an awesome story you need told, call me up!

You’ve got the story all made up inside your head
You write me out of it and use your words instead
You hold me just out of reach, but you keep me pounding the beat
To take all the soul you can get
–Churchill

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On my mind

June 2, 2009. It was a day like any other. I went to work. I got a haircut. I got a phone call.

June 2, 2009. It was not like any other day.

My life changed. It was shocking, like jumping into ice water, the wind knocked out of you, struggling to breathe. It’s hard to believe it’s been five years since I got the phone call telling me Dan was gone. I remember it like it was yesterday. The disbelief, the anger, confusion. The resignation, convincing myself it was real. Bawling into my dad’s shoulder.

I don’t know where I’d be now if Dan had not died. I can’t even begin to imagine. I know that I’m a completely different person now because of it. It amazes me how God can use every situation to shape you into the person he designed you to be.

I’m grateful for the time I had with Dan. The friendship, the budding romance, the laughter and stories. It’s not easy. I’m a stronger person now.

It’s funny, I pulled up the “Dan’s Stuff” folder in my iTunes. It breaks my heart and makes me smile at the same time when I look through the song titles on the Jameson playlist: Look at you girl, history in the making, girl in red, a love like that… It makes me chuckle remembering how much of a sappy romantic he was. I treasure those memories. Each song has its own story.

I’m so thankful for my friends and family, right by my side the past five years, along this journey, helping me grow.

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You’re always in my heart, you’re always on my mind. When it all becomes too much, you’re never far behind. There’s no one that comes close to you, could ever take your place. ‘Cause only you can love me this way. –Keith Urban