Lately, I've given a lot of thought to facing my fears. The smaller fears have been getting working on (juicing, whole food cooking) but one big one, earning my clinical license, has been there for a long time. Yesterday, I sent in my application package to be an associate clinical social worker. While I am nervous about the therapy aspect, having this additional certification will open more doors for me. I have thought about working in a hospital setting, or for the Veteran's Administration. Both offer flexible hours (which will be handy as the kids get older) and job security (because those areas of service are growing). We'll see how this unfolds in the months ahead.