Wednesday, April 16, 2008

A few days ago, some friends of mine invited me over for dinner. I love hanging out with these people...I always feel super inspired afterwards. I've always been told that you should hang out with people that are smarter than you, people that have more money than you, etc...it makes you rise to their level and improve yourself. I've always tried to do that in every aspect of my life. I'm always on the constant journey to better myself. But as I was sitting at the table, enjoying a wonderful dinner, something hit me. I complain about not having money, not being able to go home and visit, not being able to take a trip some where, blah, blah...but you know something I've always had, without question? Support. Encouragement. Respect.

From the time I could remember, my mother has always told me that no matter what I wanted to do, what I wanted to be, she would support me 100% and be there for me. There are a lot of material things she has not been able to give me though the years, but I've always known, that when I call her and tell her of my latest accomplishment...no matter how small, I'm going to hear nothing but encouragement from the other end of the line...

I've never been able to swallow pills...my mother and I use to fight like cats and dogs when I was sick and had to take medicine. Luckily, I've never had any serious medical attention and didn't HAVE to take serious medication. So I always got away with not swallowing pills. Well last year at GSU, I came down with a bad case of strep throat. I HAD to swallow these pills to get rid of the virus. Well, after much mental coaching, I swallowed my first pill! My throat thanked me later...but I called my mother in celebration. She was just as excited as I was! lol Who else would do that?

But I say ALLL that, to say that during my life, I've had people behind me, in my ear, whispering encouraging words...telling me to keep going, keep trucking...and sitting across from my friends at their house the other night, I just felt a wave of gratitude come over me. I am thankful, deeply thankful for all my friends and relatives that have been in my corner my entire life. These people would do anything for me...that's such a comforting thought. As I move forward in my career and life, I can always remember...

I have something money can never buy....respect.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Home is where the heart is.

I heard that a lot growing up, but I never really understood what that meant. After living in a couple of different cities in the past few years of life, I now have a full understanding of that fuzzy, warm saying.

Yesterday I hosted Battle For the Boro...it's a hodgepodge of local music artists performing all day. I was going back and forth between two stages from Noon until close to 1 in the morning. Needless to say my little legs were hurtin! But the coolest thing kept happening all day...people, like straight, fratastic(sp?) guys were coming up to me and saying how much they missed the morning show. They were asking what I was doing now, some even said they listened to me on KISS now. Some asked how Jamie, Toni and Bryan are doing. (I took delight in telling people that Bryan and Jamie Lynn are happily living together in the Atl...not happily MARRIED, but I'm sure that will happen soon!) But it made my sprit feel SOO good (my ego too! ;) ) to see that people STILL, after a whole freaking year, remembered what we did in the mornings. Our stupid banter on-air about a toilet having red lips, Toni going out on the streets, Bryan making everyone feel stupid on air, Jamie's endless rants, Producer Andrew being clueless about American traditions, Gene "Gameshow Man" Grey's LOUD laughter from the newsroom, Caroline saying one word, King Phillip with his awkward take on things...we truly made people's mornings...we made people laugh...we made people smile when their morning was crap.

That's awesome.

I felt like I was at home.

While I was on stage making fun of people in the crowd, and making jokes about living in the boro, being a Georgia Southern student...it was cool to feel everyone on that same vibe. I really going to miss that little town. I was only there for two years, but I grew so much. It's so funny how you never really know how good you have it until it's over.

Thank you Statesboro.