Be Daring

Sometimes I feel like I should be more daring, take more chances, be less responsible (in a good way). If you know me, or if you are my mother, you might just sigh and maybe roll your eyes a bit and listen to me talk about whatever idea I've got in my head at the moment and then change the subject.

The truth of the matter is, I have a lot of ideas. I like to make plans. I like to follow through with my ideas and I have a very VERY hard time being patient during the process. Take this blog, for example. I had the idea and the next day an opportunity to talk about the idea came up and immediately following that conversation, I emailed Megan and Miri to tell them about it. Then I spent the next two weeks completely immersed in getting things started and those two weeks were kind of torturous because I just wanted to get everything going. So this happens to me a lot, with big ideas and little ideas.

My mom would say I follow whims (does that make me a "whimsical" person?). I'm not especially spontaneous or adventurous, but I get an idea and I have to see it through. I could fail miserably. I have failed miserably. But am I worse off for trying? Certainly not. If I hadn't followed a whim or two, I would never have gone to England and France. I wouldn't have found some of my favorite creative outlets. I wouldn't know some of my favorite people. We wouldn't have this blog.

That's me in my always messy short hair adventure having days on the steps of some giant place in Paris.

And still I feel I should be more daring. I never want to feel stuck or trapped or like I'm holding myself back. I like saying things like, "I just did it" when people ask me why I went to England. It's fun to use "just because" as a reason and still feel perfectly, blissfully justified. It's fun because it's exciting and it's irrational and it's daring.