As scary as change can be,
I love new beginnings. I think that is what has kept me going in the years since high school, where I've been flung from situation to situation. I don't love change, but when it brings something unexpected, there's this incredible feeling of
hope that charges through me.
This last month has definitely had a fresh start or two. I started a new job that I never saw coming, and it's proved to be the best job I've had. I love it. It's almost like a dream, because I get to do what I'm good at (admin work) for people who love Jesus, and I get to do what I love, which is theater. I've met some incredible people already, and I'm so excited about everything I get to do in the coming months.
What's weird is that I'm discovering that I don't know how to express on the outside how great I've been feeling. I've lived like a stoic for a long time now, trying to keep a positive attitude when I didn't feel like it. I think that's translated to my countenance becoming relatively steady -- I don't show a lot one way or another. (This is a kiss of death to an actor, by the way!) I didn't even realize this until my friend Chester looked at me yesterday and said, "Smile more, Dana!"
Odd. I was definitely smiling in my head. In fact, I've felt full to bursting lately, but I guess I haven't given anyone reason to believe that! I think it's time for another change.
This is me smiling out loud. Get used to it. =D