For whatever reason, I reached a turning point today. I’m tired of being afraid to try new things, to take chances, for fear of rejection or failure or just looking foolish. Life can be as full as I choose it to be, and I want to live a life based on joy and happiness and hope rather than the thousand forms of fear with which I feel such familiarity.
Life isn’t a rom-com or even a romance novel come true, but certainly elements of both abound if I open my heart to them. I took some steps in that direction today, with little regard for looking foolish. I’m going to keep walking in that direction, with hope and faith I will find exactly what I need, which is probably a few degrees to the left (or right) of the things I think I need.