As I am quickly coming to a close on my third year of college, the time has truly come to find my own place. No chocolate fondue, just lots and lots of job searching. I have been beyond blessed to have the opportunity to return to Walt Disney World this summer, and to also have a job back at school when I return from Florida to begin my senior year. But I can't help but wonder if what I have been working so hard for is what I want to do.
All I know is that I want to work for The Walt Disney Company. However, there are three main different places where jobs are located: Florida, California, and New York. For the last few months, I have been really getting into Broadway shows. When I was thinking about college in high school, I always had the dream to go to New York. Unfortunately, my parents shot down the idea of me heading to the Big Apple since I came from a small town. They did not believe I was emotionally ready to handle a large city.
And looking back, I believe they were right.
Over the last three years, I have grown immensely. Moving many states away from my home-state, doing an internship at Walt Disney World in Florida, and leaning on the Lord has really shown me that 17-year-old Danielle would not have been able to handle New York. I probably couldn't have even handled Orlando at that point in time. Things go the way they do in our lives for a reason. And now, after learning and growing, I do believe that I will be ready to handle a big city. Whether I'm in New York, Orlando, or maybe even Burbank, I know that I will be able to succeed and do well. I just don't know exactly where I will be going yet.
But that's okay. Spending 8 weeks in Orlando this summer will definitely help. And I will end with a reference to my current favorite musical, Newsies the Musical.
They say folks is dyin' to get here.Me, I'm dyin' to get away,to a little town out westthat's spankin' new.And while I ain't never been there,I can see it clear as day.If you want, I bet'cha you could see it, too.Close your eyes...Come with me,Where it's clean and green and pretty.And they went and made a city outta clay.Why, the minute that we get there,Folks'll walk right up and say,"Welcome home, son, welcome home to Santa Fe!"—"Santa Fe (Prologue)", Newsies the Musical