Brave face.

“If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?” - T.S. Eliot

I am not going to lie, I am little nervous to start my internship today. I am a little fuzzy on all of the details of the job, but am hoping all of that gets clearer as I meet with my boss. Actually, my boss and I are the only two people who are working on this company as of now. She used the word "team" multiple times in the get-to-know-one-another interview I had at the end of April, and as capable and competent as I like to think I am of things, it is nerve-wracking to know that whatever I produce will be scrutinized by the one person who matters. I don't want to end up working on something incredibly hard to have it thrown back at me and told to do it again, but I am bracing myself for that to happen multiple times over the course of these next three months.

I was initially drawn to the position because of the ability to be creative, to see a business start from the ground-up, to learn hands-on marketing tools, and to build bridges in the thriving business community surrounding one of the largest cities in the Midwest. But, today, I am sitting at my part-time job, drinking coffee, eating strawberry pop-tarts, and feeling like a child who can't quite get their shoes tied exactly how they want them while really being afraid for that dreaded first day of school. No matter what though, the child will eventually have to decide that their shoes are tied well enough, put on their brave face, and face what lies ahead. So here's to my brave face, my new black pants (which is one fashion statement I, for some reason, can never seem to like), and getting in over my head. While I do plan on having a lot of fun this summer, I am going to be facing new challenges, too. Bring it on.