2013 was the year of change and perspective. The year that God took what wasn’t and made what is. The year that forever will be seen as one of the, if not THE, most transformational years of my life. I became a woman of confidence and stature – of love and trust – and of hope and dignity. One who saw the loss as a gain, and who became a woman who knew she deserved nothing less than God’s best.
October 8th, 2012 was the day I started at Splash Media. I remember thinking – this is it. This is what it looks like when God hand picks a destiny just for you. This job, that God knew I would hold for exactly 449 days. The job that would take me from not believing – to belief. I never would have known that 449 days, could bring so much joy, love, and laughter to someone. But now I do.
I think of the movie ‘Never Been Kissed’ at the end, when Drew Barrymore is reading her excerpt from the newspaper she did about going back to high school at 27. She writes about the characters and people that changed her life. This is my rendition of that.
My Splash Media | Monologue
There’s still those bosses, that no matter what kind of day they are having – each of them have a smile on their face. Yes, they may close their door and go for a walk, but no matter what, will do their best to make sure you are okay. And you still have that HR lady, who will not let any dishes ever go unclean – even if she has to send out multiple e-mails, someone will clean them. You still have the random co-workers, who will every once in a while, just bust out in song like Disney Princess/Prince on Ice. There is that one guy who from the outside looks just like a giant basketball player, but from the inside is one of the kindest and hard working men you will have ever known. On the opposite end of that, you have that guy, that no matter what mood you are in, could have put a smile on your face just by one mention of the word, “Felecia…” You still have the ‘old days’ guys who no matter what you do or say, will always refer to ‘when they were…’ and you let them go, because let’s face it, they have been here since the beginning. Or, like the randomness that singing brings, the random group of people who invent something called ‘Chair Tips’ to thrill us with the quiet, yet elevator interrupting, ‘chairful’ wisdom. Then you have the front desk receptionist/worker/operations/anything and everything co-worker who sacrifices her flirting abilities to get our UPS mail everyday. You then have the editor – who no matter how badly your writing may suck, will always make you feel like he’s your #1 fan. (Forgive me for the many errors in this blog) To match this, you have the bearded man who, with his charm and snaz, can tackle anything from a team of 3 girls to a LinkedIn mission impossible. In the midst of all of this – you have nicknames such as HoneyBadgers, Corner Pocket, the ‘Reef,’ and many others…Enter in the graphics table – with this duo you have a mixture of the most silent, deadly humor to ever hit the planet. There is nothing sweeter than the sound of reading an e-mail from your operations/project planner guru – who whether you like it or not, still sounds French through e-mail. You then run across the team of search – who each in their own way, are some of the smartest individuals in the room. You make your way to the far side of the room where you find those kids, who were probably the ones that sat in the front row of the college classroom and read all the reading material early; Yeah them – these workers, who without them, we just wouldn’t really be as smart as we are. And then, the video teams, who with their wealth of tech knowledge and ability to run so many buttons and monitors at the same time, really should hold a Guinness Book title award. In all of this a mentor, guide, and spiritual father who has literally changed the perspective of my life. And finally, each of these dapper ‘young ins’ (well mostly) are led by our fearless leader, who around ‘Dank-Thirty’ comes out of his office – no matter the day – to share the latest in politics, Wall Street, or his hippie past. No matter what I do, for the rest of my life, each of these people will have forever made an imprint on my heart.
You can’t put a price on the wisdom and guidance I was given while at Splash. As I write this, I picture an ocean. One that forever changes the sand in which it lands, but never fully runs out. It goes on and on. My love for this place will go on and on. Each of you, and you know who you are, will forever be my family.
Though I leave physically, I pray you each know that you will always be in my thoughts and prayers. Never give up – make huge wins in the social and marketing spectrum, fall in love, have families, go on huge trips, take risks, and live everyday as if it was your last.
As I wrote in most of your cards, this isn’t goodbye, just see ya later…
Your, hick-talking, sweet-tea loving,