When I was younger, I wanted nothing more than to be a trophy wife with an incredible husband and to make beautiful little halflings with him. And horses.
But, of course, I knew I couldn't just count on that, so I decided out of my love for animals to become a vet. It only took one summer of working as a vet tech to crush all of my romantic dreams of saving the lives of animals.
So I returned to UTC with no sense of direction or purpose. Grrreaaat.
One spring, desperate to have some sort of guidance, I took a personality test and a career test. The results showed me, not to any surprise of mine, that I was creative, had many interests, and didn't like doing the same-old-same-old.
What profession showed up as my supposed #1? Dentist. Being a germ-phoebe, that didn't quite fly. Others such as lawyer, pharmacist, and broadcaster all came up. What a well-spent $30.
Desperate to help her daughter in need, my dear sweet mother came to visit me to try and help me find my destiny.
I will never forget this moment: my mother and I sat in the newly-renovated "Clarion" hotel (soon to become a Double Tree, mmm those cookies...) as she was flipping through the course catalog. Her face suddenly lit up and she clutched the catalog to her chest and she said, "I found it. I found your major."
Apprehensively, I scooted over to her and looked at what she had found. Communications? What is this about? Do I really need to learn how to communicate. Trust me, if you know me, I've got that one down pat.
She told me no, look! As I took a closer gander, I saw all of these writing and television production courses. I like to write, my curiosity was peaked.
The next semester I was enrolled in a news writing course. I did very well (not to brag, but I was the only one who had ever gotten an A in this professor's class, eh yeah) and enjoyed the heck out of it. My professor, Christy Murphy, may very well be credited for starting my thirst for news. She ran the Mocs News program and invited us to come out. I thought, why not.
It was love.
Twice a week I was in that studio either anchoring or in the control room. With the help and encouragement from Ms. Murphy, I had found my purpose.
I decided that UTC was not going to help me grow into the journalist I wanted to be, so I made the very hard, but very God-inspired decision to transfer to UTK.
It has been incredible. There are many opportunities for me and I have met others just as passionate about reporting the news to the world as I am.
I want nothing more than to change this world through knowledge. I believe that with love and understanding, this place could become a great place. Bad things happen, I want to understand why this is and to heal and prevent more of them from occurring.
In short, without the help of my darling mother, Debra, and a few encouraging others along the way, I would not be as happy and as driven as I am right now.
Love each other, the world, and yourselves!
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