Hello again. It's been a while.

I'm not one to pretend that people are waiting with bated breath for my next blog post. After all, this is just a forum for me to share my passing thoughts with those who care to read them. Sometimes people do in fact want to know what goes on in this noodle of mine. Most of the time though, people just pass the post on their newsfeeds. And that's ok. I'm not writing this for other people. I'm writing it for me.

And you, too, obviously. Since you are, in fact, reading these words that probably will not be proofread. Sorry, not sorry.

The initial purpose of this blog was to talk about my escapades as an RTV soul in a JMC world. I have not delivered on that purpose. I apologize for that. Not too much has happened that is worth sharing. Until recently.

The Friday before Thanksgiving, the cast and crew of my morning show gathered together to sing praises to God and thank Him for what He has done in our lives. It was, in every sense of the word, very cool. God is constantly working in the lives of all of His children. It was a small thing. Only 30 minutes long. We had grapes and hastily selected songs and a key board with no stand. We improvised. It was a good time.

On another RTV related note, I spent the better part of my afternoon with a graduated friend planning out a radio show that we want to do in the near future. It was silly and filled with laughter and shenanigans that I will never write about here (because there is not enough time), but will never forget. The rest of my afternoon was spent catching up with a friend from freshman year. Tonight was spent on the Mezzanine laughing and joking with a friend from sophomore year about things I honestly don't remember now.

For so many of my fellow college students, social life and major life do not coincide, do not overlap. I am so thankful my experience is different.These are two instances, unrelated in every way except my major. Friday and today I remembered why I am so proud to be the last RTV Queen. Because it's a family. And family is everything.

I may not see any of these people after I graduate. I may not ever hear that they got married or had kids or became a media professional. I may never hear about their dogs or mourn the loss of their loved ones with them or find out that they escaped the media world for something with normal hours and free holidays. But that's ok, because I will hold the memories of our time together in my heart forever, as cliche and ridiculous as that sounds.

I am thankful for my RTV Family.