Continuing my feelings series - the letter B.
B is for feeling Brave
(again, kudos go to Alexandra Delis-Abrams, PhD for this feelings communication tool).
The questions is, when did you feel brave?
I felt brave the day I drove 75 miles to interview for my first Foster Family Social Worker job. It was a perfect job for my skill set and family situation. I got to work from home (imagine that!), work with families in my location, and they gave the dude a beeper.
I was so scared - I hadn't had a formal job (not counting my traineeship) in 4 years. As I was driving to the interview, I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers came on and I knew I was in the will of the Ancient of Days and everything would be alright.
I tried 3 times to embed a youtube acoustical version - to no avail - they explain that havering is an ancient Scots word for talking rubbish. It's a good version, just the 2 of them. Oh well.
It turned out to be a perfect job for me. I did it for 3 years, was able to be home for the kids, for the most part, and I learned a lot.
Can you think of a time when you felt brave?