Bravest Face

Another week another hotel in another city. Armed with my Mountain Dew and snack I am left to ramble at my computer. This year marks 20 years out of high school. A milestone indeed but sometimes I still feel like that little kid passing through those big doors for the first time. As I took that first step inside I recall putting on that bravest face as I headed into the unknown. That same feeling flooded over me again today as I left the relative comfort of my new home and headed to the airport. I guess we never lose that fear that can paralyze us, but that is when we try to fool those around us and put on that bravest face.