Well, the secret is out...I am back at the Enterprise for the third time.
I don't know if I am a glutton for punishment or driven by someone greater than me, all I do know is sometimes people choose a path they believe to be where God wants them and end up being proven wrong again and again.

When I first started in the newspaper business, I had no training or even a desire to be a reporter, but I needed a job and this was available. It was as the "lifestyle editor" that I discovered my love for all things wedding and party planning. I already loved taking pictures, so this just fell right in line. I started writing stories and gradually got a better understanding of the world of reporting. But, in true gypsy style, I left the paper to run the newly-opened Visitor Center, which I dearly loved doing.

Fast forward a couple of years when my newspaper mentor and editor of the Enterprise, Mark Rainwater, resigns to move on to other areas of interest. I was approached about returning to the paper, not as a reporter but as the editor.

"Good Lord," I thought to myself. I figured they must really be hard up if my name was the one to come up for the position!

I thought about it, prayed about it, talked to Steve about it, talked to anyone who would listen about it and decided I would take the plunge. I did not know on the day that I decided to be in charge of the newsroom the amount of stress and frustration I would be bringing into my life. Believe me, Steve can tell you first hand because he was the one who suffered the wrath!

But, because I love Morehouse Parish and wanted the newspaper to be a reflection of what was truly happening in our area, I persevered. I talked to people I really did not want to and worked long hours, sacrificing time with family and friends. I loved the actual reporting and writing, it was everything else that drove me to the edges of my sanity. So, on a cold day in Feb., 2011, I walked out the door to begin yet another new journey. A journey of being my own boss, doing things exactly like I want to and doing what I loved...taking pictures and helping people plan weddings and parties.

It all sounded so good in theory. I had a shop on the square, was in business with my best friend and next door to my beautician. Who could ask for more? But, I soon realized that no matter how much you want something to succeed, it just isn't unless it is in God's master plan for you. So, we closed down our little shop and I moved the business to my home. I know you are probably thinking that it would be great to be able to work out of your home....you can wear pajamas to work and don't even have to think about brushing your hair or putting on make-up. You can set your own hours and sleep late or work all night, whatever you want.

Again in theory. It may work for people who are very disciplined and actually have a concept about running a business and keeping up with all the junk somebody else does when you work for them. I am not that person. I have an extremely high work ethic and would work around the clock if Steve would have let me, but usually I could only sneak in about one day a week to work 24 hours straight. I am also a people person, so sitting in a quiet house all day, most days only spurred on the depression I was in. I felt like a failure and no matter how hard I tried, I could never seem to catch up.

So, when I saw a position opening up with the newspaper, I began thinking about it. Because everything is very different up here now, I talked with the manager and long-time friend, Kelly, about coming back and then talked to Steve and started praying. My thought was that I had tried what I wanted to do and had ended up a failure, so maybe it was time to let the Lord show me his plan. The regional editor for Gatehouse called me and we spoke at length about the changes and I felt like coming back, even though at first it felt like admitting defeat, would be a positive thing. I have been back for three weeks now and I am taking a different approach this time. While I always reported the news, now I feel like I need to make sure the public is aware of things that sometimes goes unnoticed in a newspaper where there is not enough time in the day nor reporters to cover stories. I have made it my mission to be the eyes and ears of the community, reporting the facts, period. But, my love of people will not allow me to just report on hard news. I have goals of telling people the incredible stories of others in our community as well.

In just the short time I have been back, I truly believe I am making a difference in our parish and welcome any feedback readers may have...the good, the bad and the ugly!