I'll definitely be glad when all of this packing and moving and unpacking is finally over. I can't think of too many things that are more of a pain then moving. But, I can't put it off forever. After all, the "real world" is calling and I need to answer. I've been going to school for 20 years now (with a year-long stint in the "real world" between my two Master's degrees):
- 12 yrs. for grade school thru high school
- 4 yrs. for my B.A.
- 2 yrs. for my M.Ed.
- 2 yrs. for my M.A.
It's also time to stop preparing and start acting. It's time to step up to the plate, time to rise to the occasion, time to see what I'm made of, time to use cliches for "delivering." It's a little intimidating. Lately I've been asking myself, "Do I have what it takes?" Sometimes I'm not so sure . . . . but I can't be afraid to find out.
When you're not sure if you can do something, sometimes you just have to do it anyway, pretend like you know what you're doing until you actually know what you're doing. I'm not sure if I'll be a good DRE, but by God, I'm gonna show up anyway. Put on a smile. Be confident. Never let them see me sweat. Even though I'm freaking out on the inside.
This may seem incongruous, but the alternative is to hem and haw and second guess myself at every turn, and that never got anybody anywhere. Plus, I think God wants more for me than that. So, it's time to stand up. Time to be a man. Time to move on with my life. We'll see how it goes.