I haven’t been as consistent in my posts recently as I would have liked to have been. A lot of “stuff” has managed to poke its nose into my life that I really would have preferred NOT to have encountered. But that’s now in the past, and I’m slowly but surely getting back to what I regard as “normal.”
Psyched that I’m going to be teaching again (Intro to PR) at The University of Tampa in the spring of 2020, and I have a boatload of projects that I want to get underway for PRSA Tampa Bay in my roles as Ethics Officer and as Chair of the PRSSA/New Professionals Committee. Stay tuned!
I try to help my students understand that life isn’t going to be one never-ending party. I think they get it, but I’m not going to stop reminding them. It’s hard enough wrapping up one familiar lifestyle (for them, the “student life”; for me, a two-part career track…public relations pro followed by public relations prof) and diving headlong into another (new professional; retired professional).
In my case, I managed to totally complicate the situation by relocating to an entirely new state (Florida) and building a new home. Neither situation has been “perfect,” but I also have learned over the years how to adapt. Granted, it’s a “process,” but it’s do-able.
One step for me (ongoing) is a re-evaluation of my relationship with PRSA. I’ve been a member now for 30-plus years, and have benefited at every step of the way. But, in my previous lives, I was able to more actively involved at the chapter, district and national levels. Geographic circumstances (combined with the fact that I no longer have an employer to generously cover the bulk of my expenses) dictate that I must limit my activities to almost strictly local endeavors.
This is not an easy reality to accept. Quite frankly, I miss the hyper-excitement that I have always experienced from international conference attendance as well as national-level board and committee participation. Not that I’m not doing anything now…up to my ears with PRSA Tampa Bay activities in addition to increasing interaction with The University of Tampa Sykes College of Business “Center for Ethics.” Now scanning the local horizon for a community-based nonprofit that might benefit from my assistance.
And so it goes. It has been a bumpy ride, but, like “Annie,” I truly believe the sun WILL come up tomorrow, and I fully intend to be ready for it!