We all have those moments when we have no idea what comes next, and we have to take a leap of faith.
This year, I have come to a number of those crossroads. Honestly, I think this is the year of wide, scary crossroads for me, and the year when I spend more time than ever closing my eyes, holding my nose, and jumping into dark, murky waters or some other strange abyss.
Why can’t the abyss ever be filled with cotton candy or ice cream or sparkly jewelry? *sigh*
This week, I’m staring at another one. A difficult choice, a future-altering thing, a terrifying what-if. I’m still not sure which road is best, which path will lead me to the place I hope to someday be. And none of the roads is ideal. But regardless, I have to choose one. For this journey, I may need a machete to cut through the weeds, but somehow, I sense that the hardest choice might be the best. Or, well, that’s how it tends to work out for me.
Still. I think I’m ready.
Yeah. I’m getting good at facing the unknown. And hey, if the road I choose is the wrong one, everything is not lost. I will still have an amazing story to tell.
So yeah. Cheer me on, would you? Tell me your amazing story?