The First Time

Getting started is always what costs. In all or almost all, the start is that it becomes painful.

Although school banks are fresh in my memory and now I weigh the choice of my trainee. On one hand, there is nothing better than the security of that house, that every day receive us with open arms and available to a more handful of lessons, on the other, we want to  quickly take off and end the journey.

We want to reach the other side, where we expect a new reality, new responsibilities and challenges. We want to leave behind, the hands that hold the invisible net that we have under the feet. They will not let us down and they will Let us strike when the time is right.

What really tormented me in those early days was that I could do better but, as with everything, still acted timidly, giving errors, the typical errors of someone who is starting his professional career.

One fellow told me as a confession: "If you want to be good in this area you have to be dedicate." It let you know that there is the required commitment, if we want to be like that.

It has certainly opened the door , the responsibility of being the image of what we could do, this time without the warmth of fellow school friends.

I began my journey at my own risk. And as in any profession, the start is what costs the most.