It's nice to be wanted.
I received my first job offer in nine months, a good one with a company that cares about community journalism.
Given the circumstances of the market and the pandemic and the recession, these have been tough times. This blog often receives trolls who suggest my failure to find employment is based on this or that -- given their own particular views.
As positive as I've been on this blog, I fear that I've not always been truthful as I wish to be. This trip has been an extraordinary struggle despite the blessings of those who've helped.
Since becoming a newspaper editor, that's always been my identity. Without that, I have felt lost and lesser-than.
The offer I received today is a blessing and I feel, for the first time in a long time, I feel hope.
Peace and hope unto all of you my brothers and sisters.