Things didn’t go how I thought

I got into journalism hoping to change the world. I really believed I would. Until about a year ago when my dear friend Richie told me I can’t — even with a mass media job where I wrote for 23 million people a day.

Might sound harsh, but he was right. All I could hope to do is be the change I hope to see in the world and be an example to others. So that’s my mission. I practice tolerance and acceptance. I hope others do as well. I cheer for the Seahawks and hope others will as well.

And I listen to people like Richie who remind me to set my expectations accordingly. I mean, I might be able to convince Nolan to cheer for the Seahawks. But Richie would never sport a blue and green jersey.


Published by Candace

I’m a journalist, nutritionist, doting auntie, one-time bobsledder, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.

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