I don't believe I will ever live long enough to be in a place where I can say that I know everything. Sure, there are plenty of people who think they know it all, but each of us still has miles to go before we can rest. With that being said, I am a bit of a know-it-all myself, so I have to be careful when I spew wisdom upon others in daily life. I have to be reminded--often--that I do not know everything.
I will say, with as much humility as possible, that I have learned more in the last few years than in any other part of my life. I sincerely believe there's just something to be said about going through an experience that tests you, threatens to break you or really, turns your world upside down. For me, it's infertility. For you, it could really be anything--the sudden loss of a loved one, a tragic accident, or even the terrible news of cancer or a terminal illness that shakes you to your very core.
Whatever it might be, it inspires us to take stock of our lives. To grow up quickly. It converts us into advocates, for ourselves and the people we love. As difficult and tumultuous the experience may be, in the end it makes us better people. We see things in a different light. We have a softer, gentler approach to the world because we understand just how fragile the balance truly is in life. Life is precious, beautiful and in every case, a miracle.
I have never, ever, ever been a risk-taker. I am a rule follower. I do not want to get in trouble. I truly want nothing more than to not rock the boat. For whatever reason, these things instinctively terrify me.
But what I know for sure is this:
Life is too short to play it safe.
Too short to care what anyone thinks.
Too short to live in the safety of the familiar.
Anyone who isn't willing to take a major risk, throw themselves out there and see what happens--is really missing out on the best and most wonderful part of their lives. We should feel sorry for these people, instead of allowing their unwillingness to put themselves out there make us feel bad about our choices.
So, what's my point?
I took a flying leap yesterday and left my very blonde self in the dust to become a serious brunette. It's extreme. It's not for everyone. It was a risk. And I loved every second of it.
It's a great reminder that there's something amazing about taking a risk. Doing something completely out of character. And not caring one bit about what anyone thinks. You should try it.
I promise you'll like it.