|Photo credit; Amber Walker|
I walked right into a situation that was slightly, scary and with a confidence that wasn't at all like myself.
One of my best friends invited me to her birthday party where I knew I would know no one other than her. At first, I automatically was thinking of excuses for why I couldn't go; I would simply stay at home and write her a Facebook message that night.
However, the more I thought about it, I realized that was taking the cowards' way out and I truly valued her friendship-- enough that I texted her my RSVP that I would for sure be there.
I had a great time picking out her gift and successfully pushed all of my nerves out of the way in order to not have a break down (Not really, but sometimes I get really nerved up over... well, nothing). When Thursday of last week finally rolled around, I was smack-dab in the middle of Nerve City. And I had a fashion crisis. And I almost couldn't find her house. And I kept reminding myself that I would be fine.And I was just that.
I laughed, acted like myself, made new friends, forgot I had braces, and made new plans.
Sometimes, stepping down the path of the unknown or the path less traveled, is the way to go.
mckenna k. xx