I’m always daring myself to be different.. daring myself to do something that I would never do. Daring myself to be the person I want to be… why is that so hard?
I’ve never been that outgoing.. even as a child or when I turned 21. I did what I was supposed to do in school. I had a dream to be a music teacher right after graduating from college. That changed a lot once I realized how expensive college was and that I didn’t really have the support to pay for college like I thought I would. It didn’t matter much to me because I had the support of my then boyfriend to get things done. After we got married, I tried the college thing again but realized I didn’t have my heart in it. So was waiting until I found something that brought me the same passion that playing the clarinet did.
When we turned 21 (I say “we” because my husband and I were born 8 days apart so it was a week celebration.. kinda), we had already had alcohol. It helps to have friends who turn 21 before.. and to be married and on your own so you have a way to stash it. But we never drank a lot or anything like that. That wasn’t us. We were responsible for the most part.
Now almost 8 years and 2 kids later, I feel like I’ve just been in a rut. Yes, I totally went out on a limb and started this blog. I met new people that way and love it. But other than being a blogger, I work 40 hours a week at a job that I’m good at but don’t plan on staying in forever. So I asked myself, why haven’t I dared to be different?
I’m not afraid to say that I’m scared of what would happen if I took a chance. I’m scared of what would happen if today I quit my job and just blogged. My husband and I have talked about it and he’s behind me 100%, we just both know there are things that need to be done before I do that. So I’m hoping… no I’m DARING to change my life.
Why haven’t you dared to be different?
