Reflection from Amber Keister
Until the day I stepped into my publisher’s office and said the words, I never thought I would leave the newspaper business. I had worked at papers big and small for more than 20 years. I was a journalist — it was as much a part of my identity as wife, mother, sister, friend.
A year earlier, I had landed my dream job — I became the editor of the community paper I had been working at for 10 years. I knew the readers, the area, and the issues inside and out. I had a staff of young enthusiastic reporters and a vision for the great things we would accomplish.
I failed to realize that the job also came with a crushing workload. After years of observing the previous editors, I knew the hours were long but manageable. But after staff cuts, added duties, and a shrinking budget, my workweek stretched into Saturday, then Sunday. The job I loved was crowding out everything else I loved.
I had to quit.
I wish I could say that I was brave when I came to this decision. But it took months of reassurance from my amazing husband before I screwed up my courage to resign — without the safety net of another job.
I discovered that I had another safety net — precious friends who trusted me with freelance work, glowing recommendations, professional introductions and job leads. They encouraged me, lobbied for me and overwhelmed me.
Six months after leaving the newspaper, I accepted a job at a public relations firm — officially becoming a former journalist. Thanks to my family and friends, I now have a job that I love with plenty of time for the people I love.
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