Help Wanted

Monday, a job ad was forwarded to me by a person I considered newly estranged to my life. But, ah, how things have a way of sticking... Ironically, it is exactly what I looking for. A part-time position/internship at a local vegetarian restaurant. A place where I can learn and build a resume. Still, the pairing of the notifier and notification in this story made me stop to consider how something can be what you so strongly desire and also be completely wrong for you. Thus, the fear creeps in and I find myself gun shy before I've even begun. I want to cook. I love being around food- it's near an obsessive point. There's not much more relaxing than mixing batter and certainly nothing more gratifying than appeasing the mouths of many with richly sweet goodness. Being a chef (most likely a pastry chef) would be wonderful; it's the dream. But I am so so nervous that I won't find success in the field. And worse than that, I'll waste time pursuing such an aspiration. To leave such a secure career like the military to enter the restaurant biz will be the biggest leap of faith I will take in my life. Needless to say, I'm freaked. And tempted to sell out for that business degree and a stable future. And while I was struggling to embrace the reality of possibly being a "starving" chef, a friend told me something quite poetic in its own way. His words were, "No, you'll make good money doing what you'll love." And I just felt in the moment that he was absolutely right. Follow the passion and the money will come. And even if the money never comes in dollar form, what's worth more than the fulfillment of doing what you love?