Back in the file cabinet again yesterday still culling the papers that have piled up, Basil called downstairs: “Did you know that it was five years ago today that you were laid off from The Advocate?”
Quite a milestone, and not only for the reasons you might expect.
That simple act launched countless other leaps of faith, although I didn’t know it would at the time.
Don’t get me wrong; being a journalist was the best job I will ever have. I loved every minute and still miss it.
But being cut loose that day with 80 others was the kick in the pants the rest of my life desperately needed.
I was forced to reinvent myself, a step at a time.
These days, I challenge myself every day: at a job that stretches my skills and imagination, as a fitness instructor and with several other avocations; in relationships — old and new; and in lots of other ways.
I wouldn’t have jumped in to all these experiences if I hadn’t stepped out of the newsroom and into the warm spring sunshine clutching my separation papers.
And I hope it doesn’t show, but five years later, most of it still scares the crap out of me. I fail as often as I succeed at the things I try, and I am still finding my way.
But if I had a regret, it would be that I didn’t start living out loud sooner.
Now, Catherine is poised to begin her own life’s journey.
I sure hope she has been paying attention.
“I fail as often as I succeed at the things I try, and I am still finding my way.”
I’m pretty sure that’s true for everyone, Terri. Some of us are willing to admit it, while the rest keep pretending. But “living out loud” seems less stressful.
Was it the Stamford Advocate?
It was the Stamford Advocate.
And for me anyway, living out loud — getting out of my comfort zone — can be more than a little stressful.
I mean, would you get up in front of a room full of people wearing spandex three times a week? 😉
Good for you! Living outside of the box IS scary so pat yourself on the back, Terri! As for Catherine – I know she has watched, listened and learned. One day you’ll see that she was indeed watching, listening and learning. Reia from http://www.southcountrysides.blogspot.com