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If it were up to me, I wouldn’t have a farewell column. I would quietly sneak out the back door unnoticed, so that when I change my mind (because yes, I thought I would) I’d be able to just as easily slip back in.
But real goodbyes are never that clean or clandestine, and this is as real as they get. I have graduated to a new and exciting opportunity in New York City. I’ve already turned in my title, passed on my responsibilities and given into that sweet-and-sour feeling of leaving something wonderful behind.
It’s time to move on, and I know how rare this kind of goodbye can be.
My transition from here to my first day in New York is appropriately paved with ‘thank yous.’ I have so many to give and not enough space on this one page, or in the sum of every page I’ve filled since July 2009, to give them. And rightfully so.
This occasion is precious for so many reasons, most significantly the office family (plus a few) I’ve already begun to miss. You are the group of people to whom I owe the greatest thank you.
Dear Chad, Robin, Kim, Tiffany, Katy, Jim, Chris, Cindy, Christina, Andrew, Daniel and Arthur, Anne: THANK YOU.
For those of you who haven’t had the opportunity to stop by 5 Case Street and see the kind of methodical madness it takes to publish this weekly newspaper, a bi-monthly magazine, and everything else Saratoga TODAY churns out, you should. It’s inspiring and so very American. It’s every reason why I am filled to the brim with gratitude.
We are a small team, not even a baker’s dozen, and together what we accomplish is astonishing. Chad says we’re a well-oiled machine; I think we’re a miracle.
Fairly recently someone asked me where I got my work ethic. At the time I didn’t know how to respond. Now I do.
To me, there is nothing noteworthy about working overtime, losing sleep over unfinished projects and doing whatever it takes to get the job done, simply because I see that every day in my co-workers. We all do it. Here, the status quo is above and beyond. There is true talent, dedication and passion in every team member. It’s indelible, contagious and so hard to walk away from.
I may have had my fair share of seven-day work weeks, I might be thrilled to delete that 4 a.m. ‘deadline day’ alarm on my iPhone, but I am absolutely thankful for every overwhelming, limit-pushing moment of my time at Saratoga TODAY with all of you.
And, Chad: you may expect a lot from us (seriously, I’ve never worked so hard in my life), but without that entrepreneurial do-or-die spirit (also contagious), I wouldn’t be making this big step. If anything, this experience has taught me that dedication is currency and that hard work does pay off.
As you can see, there’s no way to neatly package my feelings about leaving. This kind of goodbye is as rare as it is permanent. I had not the time to practice or an example to follow. So, here it is – my last byline in Saratoga TODAY and my not-so-quiet way of saying goodbye:
Farewell, Saratoga Springs. I’m off to New York!
