I used to tell my kids they should do one thing in their life that they can look back on and think Ohmygosh, I cannot believe I did that! You know, something that their kids or spouse will have to call me to verify. In other words, live boldly. Not dangerously. Boldly. There’s a difference.
When I was in the Army, I was stationed in Korea for a year and I loved it. I used to spend my weekends hanging out with local Koreans. You know, dancing and eating all kinds of foods that I couldn’t identify. I spoke very little Korean. Truth be told, all I could say was “hi” and “thank you”, so my friends and I would rely on drawings and gestures to get our points across. It was beyond fun. Sometimes, I wonder if the people that I met remember me. I mean, I’ve forgotten their names and faces {this was over 20 years ago}, but I haven’t forgotten the laughs and the hugs. The warmth and the friendliness.
After I had my kids, I became less brave. Less carefree. I mean, I had little people relying on me. And I had a husband who needed me. I miss the adventure.
A few years ago, The Hubs and I were in Branson, Missouri and we had the opportunity to go on a sky ride; I said “no” and walked away. I have few regrets, that’s one. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go on the ride. It was that I was afraid to go on the ride. In my head, I went over everything that could possibly go wrong and the decision was made.
I’ve decided that 2018 is the year to be brave. I want to step out of my comfort zone and do something totally crazy and unexpected. Something that will leave my kids and The Hubs wondering who is that woman.
I’m not sure what that something is yet, but I know I’m doing something this year.
Have you ever turned down an opportunity out of fear? What did you do? Share in the comments, I’d love to read your story.
Have a good week,
