I haven’t left my apartment all day. I got up, showered, cleaned up, took out the trash and now it’s dark out. 2020, amirite?
For starters, I don’t have to remind you what happened this year. I don’t think anyone needs a refresher on the pandemic, and how so much seemed to spiral downhill from there.
Heads up – I’m doing a humble brag post. I’m trying to focus on my gratitude, so I’m thankful for a lot of good things that happened this year.
Jumping back to December 2019, when Corona was still just a beer to me, I wasn’t feeling too hot about life after graduation. I had some potential plans that all fell apart, and LinkedIn was full of “happy to accept this position!” posts. I was going into my last semester of college very stressed about (what felt like) my lack of a future.
I was very anxious and a little down about myself.
Now almost a year later, I’m happy with where I am now.
2020 gave me a college degree (minus the graduation), a new job, a new city, and a new home.
In June, I moved to Rochester with a knot in my stomach. We
were are still in a pandemic, so there’s been a lot of anxiety around navigating that.
Meeting my coworkers and not being able to shake their hands? Goes against everything I’ve been taught!
Still, I wore my mask and stayed six feet apart. I was able to laugh my way through my first few bumps producing a newscast, and got along pretty well with everyone in the newsroom. (I hope…if anyone is reading this and works with me…just let me believe this…) I started doing the noon show, and the 10pm show on weekends.
Now, six months later, I’ve become a lot more confident in my producing skills. I had to do three shows in one night, and that was bananas. I even jumped up to fill in on the 5 o’clock news. It went as smoothly as I could’ve hoped…and I was happy to produce a successful show.
I’m grateful for a lot this year. I learned to produce and I’m still learning more about broadcast reporting. I moved out — got my own apartment and made it my own. I have a great boyfriend who still listens to me drone on about journalism (still working on finding another hobby in this pandemic). I have a great family cheering me on from all over the East Coast.
I wish I had ten minutes to talk to 2019 Erin. I want to shake her and tell her it’s all going to work out. You did well in class. You networked well. You wrote well, and it all paid off. You had a motto for senior year, and it worked.
In a year that feels like it’s actually be 10 years, I have a lot of reasons to be thankful for 2020. It taught me I’m more resilient than I thought.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m rooting for 2021. I would love to be able to meet up with friends in a bar again without worrying about distance or putting a piece of cloth over my face.
As we count down the days to a pandemic-free world, I’m looking back at 2020 with a smile.
It was tough, but I made it.