Linking up with the beautiful Lisa-Jo for another Five Minute Friday. Today’s prompt is ‘risk’.
When I first think of risk, big, epic things stand out in my imagination – climbing mountains, charting new lands, putting it all on red, jumping out of the plane (parachute on, one hopes). But then I got to thinking. Isn’t there another kind of risk?
The risk we all take when we choose to live well.
To be kind.
To choose joy.
Because we’ve all been hurt. We’ve been let down. We’ve been rejected, scorned, judged, hated…. and yet we still pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and take the risk. The risk of relating to others, of putting ourselves out there.
It’s not a risk I’ve always been good with. This time a decade ago I felt so used up and hurt and worthless most of the time, I wondered if I’d ever be brave enough to risk it all, to try to be a good friend, a worthy daughter, a present sister, a loving partner.
I’m so glad I’ve taken the risks I have since then. Every one has been worth it. I may not dive off any cliffs or run any umtra-marathons any time soon, but the risks I have taken in my friendships, my family life, my career, my writing, my faith, my hobbies and my love life have undoubtedly made my life a happier, sunnier, and safer place. Who knew being a risktaker would earn peace & security?
Here’s to putting ourselves out there. To taking the risk.