This week I'm back on mornings and whoa, is my body confused. I'm trying to take it easy and guzzle water, but so far it's Body Clock: 1, Emily: 0.
A lot of people have asked me how it went, living on the opposite side of things for a week, and I'm happy to report that I really enjoyed it. It's amazing how different it is from mornings to nights. In the morning, most of us are at work, rocking and rolling by 3 a.m. (Andre and I go in at 2, some of the producers get in as early as 11 p.m.) We put together a beast of a show-- three hours long-- pretty much on our own. There's not a lot of oversight and everybody has to pull their own weight or there are definite consequences. On the day/night shift, there are so many more people around. There's a producer for each 30 minute show and two or three or even four managers overseeing the newsroom. Much different! Breaking news is also much more of a factor. Reporters and photographers often have to switch gears and adapt to whatever is happening at that very moment. We do that too on mornings, but it's often more cut and dried.
So from a logistical perspective, it was neat to see how the two sides of the coin operate. It was also nice to bump into coworkers who I often go for months without seeing, because I'm usually gone around noon, and many of them don't come in until 1 or 2. We got to catch up and reminisce, and everybody was so supportive of me filling in... That's what turned out to be my big takeaway from the week: Wow, am I lucky.
Coworkers, viewers I've never met, family, friends... I got to hear a lot of people say they were proud of me and excited for the opportunity I had. How special is that? I realize there are a lot of folks out there who never get to know that feeling. And as much as I have my own struggles and hard days and times when I just want to blare Taylor Swift's song, "Mean" (try it, I promise it helps!!), I always know there are people who love me and have my back.
I had a great conversation earlier this week with one of those people-- a friend, a cheerleader, big sister, confidant and mentor for years. We talked a bit about how far we've come and what a nice feeling it is to worry less about being liked, and more about being the best version of ourselves. There's a real sense of peace that comes with your own quiet confidence. It is not boastful, but hard fought and solid. And what surprises me most about that, is the deep sense of gratitude that comes with it. In some ways, I need the validation less, but it means even more. What a concept. Connecting to that feeling has also made me eager to share it. Lately I've had the chance to spread a little encouragement to someone who is in a very similar position to one I've been in before. I so hope she feels even a small fraction of the love and support I was lucky to have from others. We have such power to lift each other up, it's just incredible.
So here's my official 'thank you' to everyone who took the time to send happy thoughts. Please know I'm going to keep the cheerleading chain going. I hope you will too.
Have a very happy Hump Day!