Life Lately

 

A Night With the Atlanta Dream

I made it to the Atlanta Dream game at halftime.

A thunderstorm, traffic, and the general adventure of getting across Atlanta had other plans for my evening. For a moment, I was disappointed that I had missed so much. But once I walked into the arena, that feeling gave way to something else: I was finally there.

The last time I’d been to a Dream game was during their opening season in 2008. I was a fan then, and I still am. This time, though, I came with a different kind of curiosity. I’m working toward a career in sports media and communications, and I found myself taking in everything around the basketball—the crowd, the entertainment, the little moments that made people feel part of the night.

I had planned to capture more, maybe even make a vlog. Instead, I spent most of the time watching. Seeing the players up close, hearing the fans, and feeling the energy in the building was enough to keep my phone down more than I expected. I’m glad I have these photos, but I’m also glad I let myself be there.

I left thinking about the people behind the scenes who help create that experience and tell its story. That is the kind of work I hope to do. My career so far has been in dental healthcare, where I’ve learned to communicate, coordinate, pay attention to details, and care about how people feel. I’m still learning how to bring those skills into sports, but that night made the possibility feel more real.

And I was simply happy to be a fan. I loved seeing the Dream, cheering for the players, and being reminded why women’s basketball means so much to me. Following their playoff journey has made me even more excited about what’s ahead for the team.

I don’t know exactly when I’ll get to experience a game from the other side of the story. For now, I’m grateful I went—even if I arrived at halftime. I’m looking forward to going back, seeing more, and continuing to find my place in this world.

What If It Isn’t Too Late?

 

THE INTRODUCTION

For a long time, I treated my dream of working in sports like something I should have figured out years ago.

I loved basketball. I cared about the stories behind the games, the women changing the sport, and the way a team can make people feel connected to something bigger. But I built my career in healthcare, and the longer I stayed on that path, the easier it became to tell myself I had missed my chance to choose another one.

Then I started asking a different question: What if I’m allowed to begin now?

Welcome to The Amoni Edit. I’m Simone, and this is where I document what happens when I take that question seriously. I’m working toward a future in sports media and communications, especially in women’s basketball. I’m learning, creating, connecting with people, and figuring out what I can bring from the career I’ve already built into the one I hope to build next.

I wanted somewhere to share the process honestly, while I’m still in it. There will be game nights, women in sports who inspire me, creative projects, lessons from starting over, and probably a few moments when I have to remind myself why I began. There will also be everyday life here—the little joys, the changes, and the person I’m becoming outside of any job title.

I don’t have a perfect roadmap. I’m making this blog because I want to remember that I gave myself a chance, even before I knew where it would lead.

And if this space reaches just one person who thought it was too late to go after a dream, or who is only now letting themselves dream again, I hope you feel welcome here. You don’t need to have every step figured out before you take the first one.

This is mine. I’m glad you’re here for it.

With love,
Simone