Hope for a Time Such as This

I woke up on Thursday in the City of Brotherly Love. It was gray, cold, and damp outside, but inside, my heart was full.

I love Philly. I started my journalism career there at the local KYW station. It’s been decades since that moment when a 21-year-old single and wide-eyed young woman walked into that newsroom, but the memories are still fresh in my mind.

Isn’t that amazing? So many decades later, I still remember the feeling of starting out there. I can remember walking to work and walking into the newsroom. I was terrified. I didn’t know a soul, but I was excited to climb the professional ladder and do work that mattered. I knew my journalism career could inform minds and move people's hearts.