...and you probably think this is addressed to you, the reader.
Well, you'd be right...sort of. Yes, I have kept you on hold. For that I do genuinely apologize. A lot has happened over the past several weeks, and rather than write about it while it's still so fresh, I wanted to take time to process it...especially the dream I put on hold...my dream of becoming a journalist. That dream's fruition is on the distant horizon now that I've been admitted to UNL's college of journalism. I start classes in just under a month. That is the apology referred to in my title...I apologize to the essence of that dream for having had it on hold for so very long.
I always knew the dream was there, but it seemed so fantastical, so drenched in a special kind of magic that it didn't seem possible I could make it come true. Even as a boy, when other kids pretended to be cops, football players, or movie stars, my fantasy character of choice? An investigative reporter.
So, now, the work begins. It is going to take time. Some would argue that it's awfully late in my life to pursue this. I disagree. For me, there's no better time. I know what I want (truly know what I want) for the very first time in my life, and I am going after it. This is no dream that rides on another's coat tails, this is a dream that belongs soley to me. It is the dream I should have followed all along but denied even existed because (quite honestly) I was afraid to try and fail. I'm talking about all of this (or maybe you'd call it rambling) because I am anxious, nervous, excited, and yes even a bit scared. The University of Nebraska Lincoln is no small potato, and I hope I can live up to what being a "husker" means. I pray for God's guidance at each and every step.
