Bravery and Salmon

Well, hello, Reader-Friends!

This moment is feeling a little surreal to me. It’s Friday and I have no class, no work, and not a ten mile to-do list. I don’t know how I got away with a schedule like this! I do have quite a bit of reading for class though, so a trip to the coffee shop may be in order today! I guess I made it sound like I’m not busy at all, but I, in fact, still have plenty to do; it’s just a much healthier balance of insanity!

 

In my drama class, the other night one of the grad students who is an English teacher in a local public school told me that she thought I was brave for changing directions. Brave? I don’t think I had heard anyone say that through all this changing. I’ve heard that I should do what makes me happy and that I was right for not putting myself in a classroom if I knew I wasn’t going to be passionate about it, but all that sounds logical and reasoned out. You are brave, makes it sound like I’m taking heroic action. Maybe this is getting a bit too dramatic (I was in drama class at the time), but that adjective: brave gave a new meaning to what I was doing with my life. It’s like I’m saving myself from unhappiness, a lack of passion in life. While brave makes me think that I’m doing something risky and that’s scary, it also gives me a little drive too. My friend said it so sincerely and it was a compliment that conceptualized my attitude. I have had a lot of doubt through all this. I don’t know what the heck I’m doing or going, but from now on I can step out in brave faith, trusting God and believing in myself.

 

Ok, corny life speech over.

 

And now…look what I made for some friends last night for dinner!

 

Caprice Salad

And Baked Maple Salmon. My inspiration came from a post Jenni put up last week. It was so simple, and there were certainly moans of delight at the dinner table. Try it tonight!