When I decided in March that it was time for a change, I had no idea what an eye opening experience that would turn out to be.
I was jumping into an entirely new field and atmosphere. WNY Director of Communications for Governor Andrew Cuomo. Well, a few months in, I realized that it was not the right fit.
Don't get me wrong, the people I worked with in both Albany and Buffalo are fantastic. Great workers and great people. This was a case of the classic relationship break-up line, "it's not you it's me".
I served as a conduit of information between the various State agencies in WNY and Albany. I would help with media strategy, and media relations. I also jumped in when there were some extremely sensitive issues on the front burner. There was a pending lawsuit regarding the Maid of the Mist boat storage construction, the Seneca-State casino debate and above all, the Peace Bridge meltdown.
As you can imagine, there was a lot to discuss between Albany and Buffalo. These were very important issues that deserved round-the-clock attention.
It just became more and more apparent that there was a tug-o-war taking place. The round-the-clock demands of work didn't mesh well with the round-the-clock demands of being a husband and a parent.
I wanted to be fair to both, but I also wanted to be fair to myself. Another thing that grew apparent was that I am a journalist. I want to tell the stories of our hometown, not be part of them.
I can't tell you how gratifying it was when I called our News Director Jeff Woodard and said I realize what my calling is... and he said the door is always open.
Now, after two weeks back, it's like I never left.
Like Dorothy once said, "There's no place like home".