Is it too late for a new year’s resolution yet?
I have one: to take risks. Great things can only come out of taking great risks, and I’m set on making them. Which—if you know me in any way—is very unlike me to do so. I play safe whenever I can: sign up for the “safe” stream, have a back-up plan for everything, avoid uncertain options when I can settle for safer (but not necessarily better) alternatives. In a way, pushing myself to take risks is a risk for me in itself.
It is only recently that I realize the importance of taking risks. My parents have taken numerous risks on me, and their greatest one might have been enrolling me into this university without ever setting their foot here. I mean, who sends off their beloved first child to a place they have never heard of a year before? That’s insane. I don’t think I’ll ever let my child do that. That aside, though, this risk is definitely the one I’m grateful my parents took.
If two trusting parents have the courage to take a leap of faith for the possibility of a brighter future… then maybe it’s time I start taking risks for myself.
Blueaholic is listening to: Rachel Platten – Stand By You
(Even if we can’t find heaven, I’ll walk through hell with you)