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TTFN: Ta-Ta For Now

The MacEachern Mindset
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I'm going to be honest with you; this is probably one of the toughest columns I've ever had to write.

In fact, it's going to be the last one I pen for a while.

After years of seeing my byline in print, I'm setting down my pencil and taking a break to start a family.

But rather than see this as a final bow, I intend to pull from a beloved childhood classic: Winnie the Pooh.

Like Tigger, this isn't goodbye for good. In fact, I'll take a direct quote from the Hundred Acre Wood character and simply say "TTFN" or "Ta-Ta For Now."

It means although you won't be seeing me with my camera bag slung over my shoulder and notebook in-hand, you might still catch a glimpse of me out and about in the community. The only difference will be rather than asking you for a quote for a story, I'll be there as someone simply enjoying an afternoon with my family.

Despite stepping out of my current role as editor, I would still love for you to take a moment to say hello, after all, I have been covering local events, council meetings, and sports games, among many other things, for the past three-or-so years. I've grown to love the communities we serve, and cherish the many memories I've created since starting here so many years ago.

And don't worry, I have every intention of gracing the Nouvelle with my stories and photos in the future, which is why I'm stressing the "for now" in TTFN.

Much like Tigger’s unconventional method of travel, I will be “bouncing,” well maybe not literally, my way out of the office on March 18. In roughly a year's time, I should be back in my usual chair.

I've always had a soft spot for A.A. Milne's enchanted wood, which is probably why when considering my farewell column I was drawn to Tigger’s casual way of departing, only to reappear in a similar fashion later on in the story.  

That’s kind of my plan with my maternity leave. I knew right away that I wanted to come back; it’s just a matter of stepping out of one role and into another for a chapter or two.

Until the day I find myself once again in the newsroom I'll leave you with this: "How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?"





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