Walking down the aisle, my loves were both near my side. On my left, my strong and helpful crutch, always willing to pick me up when I’m down. On my right, the fun loving, passionate side which expels me into a journey of magic every time I enter its beautiful, angelic world. Staring at both, I never knew they could ever join, become one, and unite.
MJW taught me just that.
Walking in the parking lot asile, the journalism camp dorm was on my left hand side. Staring and observing, it was ready to engulf me in a journey of self discovery and confidence.
Journalism has and will always be my crutch, holding me up and giving me strength. It’s my passion and hopefully one day, my career. This unknown fate patiently awaited to my left.
On my right, a dance camp building. An all emcompassing spiral of flare and excitement. My personal fairytale were I can lose myself and find the person I always wished I could be. I love just letting go of everything and taking stalk in the world around me. Dance seems to make the world slow down so I can appreciate everything inside it.
At MJW this week, I learned to keep your interest in mind even if you’re perusing a career in journalism. Alos, that you will never know when that love will play into effect. That I can keep dancing and that might even help me out in the long run. The cohesion of the two just may be what sets me apart from the rest, giving me the edge.
All in all, giving me life in my writing and passion in my heart. Allowing,my two loves to marry today, and now they one I can be proud of.
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