Three years ago, March of 2017, my life couldn’t of been any better. I had it all. Or so I thought.
I was engaged to be married, accepted a new job in the ‘Steel City’ where the opportunity was bigger than ever and I was making more money I ever had in my career. I had it all. Or so I thought.
Within three months of being in Pittsburgh I covered a historic Penguins fifth Stanley Cup championship, only to cap it off with my wedding three days after the parade down the Boulevard of the Allies. I couldn’t of asked for more than what I had going on in my life. I had it all. Or so I thought.
But as inevitable as it is in life, life happened. And fast.
I got divorced, had financial issues for multiple reasons and my entire support system was more than 1,200 miles away. As much as I tried to not let it show, I was lost, scared shitless and had no idea how to move forward.
Just months prior, I had it all. Or so I thought.
My friends and family constantly encouraged me by visiting, texting or calling, but I’ve never felt as alone as I did in my second year in Pittsburgh. It wasn’t their fault. I was simply broken and didn’t know how to find my way out of an emotional shit baggage sandwich.
The only thing I knew to do was to throw myself further into my passion. Being a sports journalist. From the moment my feet hit the floor in the morning until my head hit the pillow later that night, I was studying, brainstorming and leaving no rock unturned in order to improve at my craft. I loved it.
Was everything peachy at work despite all the new opportunities? No. Did I run into road blocks along the way? Of course. It was quite the learning experience and for that I’m grateful.
Year three stood out the most because of the meaningful relationships that developed. My friends and family back home continued to support me as always but I also met some incredible people in Pittsburgh that will forever be my friends. Amazing people that I can honestly say I love and will always be part of my life regardless of where I live.
It’s been the most challenging three years of my life learning what I have, experiencing so many new things, good and bad, and for those who have helped me grow in all aspects, I am nothing but grateful.
Three years ago my life couldn’t of been any better. I had it all. Or so I thought.
I don’t leave with more things or clout, but I do leave with perspective, a full heart and nothing but excitement for the future.
So long, Pittsburgh.