Radio people move. That's what they do. Honestly, had I known I had to move away from my family when I chose this as my career choice, I probably would have chosen something different!! It was so hard moving away from my parent's house in Clinton when I was 24. I'll never forget pulling out of their driveway fighting back tears waving my mom goodbye to move into their condo in Ocean City, MD temporarily before I got my own apartment in Rehoboth Beach for my first on-air jock job in radio in 2007 (I was a traffic reporter for 2.5 years before that in Silver Spring). I planned on being gone for 2 years to get the experience I needed to come back home and do radio in DC. Well, 7 years later I got another job in Delaware, after I didn't get a job back here in DC. As a matter of fact, I didn't get a job here in DC 3 times. I didn't get a job in Baltimore once. I didn't get a job in Philly once. I didn't get a lot of jobs, but I kept at it day in and day out because I wanted it so badly. After 9 years of trying, any time there was an opening, and a lot of times when there wasn't (I'd just email random people telling them I wanted to work at their stations) I finally got my dream job back home. I told my mom over FaceTime and we both cried again. I was finally able to come back home, on my terms with my dream job waiting for me. A lot has changed since I left 11 years ago. I'm an adult now. I'm a mother, I'm a wife and I can finally say, I'm a homeowner... with a brand new tree in my front yard that I can watch grow!!
This isn’t just a tree. This is something I’ve been working on since I left home in 2007. I moved 10 times in the past 11 years working toward my dream job so I could finally sew some roots. I’ve aptly named her Delilah 😂😂 At least I’ll never forget where I was working when we planted her! Thanks for the Mother’s Day present, babes!