NORMAN — So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.
The last 15 months have been a whirlwind of writing about exciting events, viewing beautiful art and meeting interesting people. But you know what they say? All good things must come to an end.
This is the part where I’m supposed to tell you how sad I am to be leaving. But the truth is, I’ve never been nostalgic about endings.
To me, they’re less about the sad finality of an era and more about the romantic notion of the unknown adventure awaiting around the corner.
I can say: Oklahoma has been good to me. I was surprised to discover the fly over state brimming with culture and opportunities. Working at The Norman Transcript for the last three years has introduced me to a myriad of fascinating individuals and situations I would never have been exposed to otherwise. It has been a great time of professional and personal growth beyond measure.
And as for my “baby,” N-town? Building this arts and entertainment publication from the ground up was a labor of love that I dove into with creative vigor. It has been the source of both great professional pride, and to be frank, misery. It’s been a joy watching my “baby” take its first steps. And with any luck, it will continue to totter forward no matter who is supervising it.
As for the immediate future, I’ll be embarking on the quest of motherhood as my husband and I take on the new-to-us territory of Amarillo, Texas. Though part of me is sad to be exchanging my reporter’s pad and pen for sleepless nights and dirty diapers, I wouldn’t trade all the most compelling breaking news stories in the world for the chance to be with my girl.