I
have this theory about getting older.
The
older you get, the more fearful you become.
If you’re
over 35, you may have already noticed this – especially if you have kids. I get it. We've got more to lose now than when we were 18. We've got mortgages and to check junior's homework and oh and here’s the orthodontist’s bill. It’s not just us anymore. We’re aware of our own mortality and that of those we love. The finality of death is scary and it makes
wade closer to the shallow end of the pool.
Here’s
our problem: it’s a slippery slope. We get
used to the routine of our lives.
Scientifically speaking, our neural pathways are set and it takes a
helluva lot to change them, but it’s not impossible.
We
have to fight past this. If we don’t,
then with each passing year we take fewer risks, try fewer new things and sit
around fretting, talking ourselves out of growth. Our comfort zone eventually becomes the size of a speck
of dust on a mite’s ass and we haven't left our front door in 15 years.
That's extreme, but you get the drift.
That's extreme, but you get the drift.
No
one expects you to be Magellan. You’re
not sailing to the new world; just try the new Ethiopian place down the street. Let yourself get lost in a new city – without
using the GPS. Hell, learn to play the
piano. Accept challenges. Rise to meet them.
Whatever
your faith, certainly you can fathom that you weren't made to just be born,
then work, then die. There has to be
more to it than that.
At
least I hope so.
Happy Friday! Hope you have a wonderful weekend.
See you Monday!!!!
Happy Friday! Hope you have a wonderful weekend.
See you Monday!!!!
