Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on risk.
Walking down that aisle, I took a risk that never felt like one.
Deciding we were trying for that little blue line was the biggest risk we ever took, but we did it anyway.
Leading BBBSCR was risky, I was so green, they had more faith in me than I ever had, but I threw myself into it and did it.
Leaving it all behind, starting new and on my own, yeah, it was and is really risky, but here we are.
Even the things I plan and calculate, even things I try to eliminate the potential for risk from, they all come with risk attached. It's just embedded in all that we do. Getting out of bed each day means you are willing to risk it all and try for this day. Even if the day ebbs and flows with what you think is the "normal and boring every day". It's not, there are risks in all that we do. And I for one, am petrified of risks, but here we are...married, mortgage, kids we are responsible for, and running a company while managing a life.
So, listen to the woman who is always scared when she says, you can plan for it. You can have life-insurance and wills and insurance, and succession plans and backup plans and emergency funds and attrition funds. You can try to drive walk in the dark in groups and keep your doors locked and drive safe. You can walk looking both ways, you can hold hands when you cross the street, you can try to make calculated plans. You can create your lists and tell the world what you want to be done "in case". You can plan for the "in case". And don't get me wrong, it will help, but it won't eliminate the risk.
Because it's kind of how you know you're actually living. You fall in love and it may or may not work. You have kids and all plans go out the window because it all changes. You can invest in a home and anything can happen, go wrong and by the way, there is always something to do or something that's going wrong. You can take really good care of your body and be healthy but still be injured. And even from this terrified fool, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love you dad, I believe in him, I believe in us. I am his biggest fan and no matter what happens tomorrow, I can't change that. I adore that he pushed me to have you, I cannot get enough of my second chance at childhood. I love protecting it and as hard as it is to let you go, I do love seeing what you do with who you are each day. I heart our home and the calm it brings me when I walk in. This is my haven and I love how each corner of it is us.
I'm proud of the chances we took and all the risks that came with them.
Absolutely! Love this post.
You are so right! We can plan for all sorts of eventualities but that doesn’t eliminate the risks inherent in life. Oh how I wish it did! I too am a terrified fool! Thanks for sharing your encouragement! Your #fmf neighbor, Cindy
I'll go strolling in the dark,
and I am not afraid
of the hungry roving sharks
because of plans I've made.
There's a pistol in my pocket,
a razor in my shoe,
and round my neck, not a locket,
but a frag grenade will do.
I do not have a smart phone
with some security app,
but I feel that I am not alone
when up the sleeve there rides my sap.
So bring it! Nothing personal,
but you've just grabbed a walking arsenal.