I would really love to have Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing” playing while you read this post. I love that song, don’t you? Ok, well if you can, go put that song on and then continue to read.
Here’s a little known secret about me: I’m completely indecisive! Give me choices and I will sit there for hours trying to decide which one I want. Take going out to dinner for instance. My husband always makes fun of me because I CAN NOT make my mind up about what to eat. So what happens is he usually ends up agreeing to order the “second” thing on my list so that I can try it (and switch with him if I find that I like what he has better than what I ordered). This indecisiveness runs in all aspects of my life, which can be tiring considering there are so many choices you have to make every day. Some are small choices and some are monumental. But in either case, I have trouble making a decision. When I’m faced with a choice – especially one of those bigger ones – I tend to send out questions and polls to my family and friends to get their input; always hoping that the answer will become clear. But 9 times out of 10, the answer is still split, I’m not any closer to making a decision, and sometimes the opportunity I was trying to decide on has passed me by. Read that again: Life passed me by.
So I realized a few months back that I was at a crossroad in my life. What is so crazy is that I’ve been at this crossroad for a long time. I mean a L.O.N.G. time. But because I’m too afraid to make a decision (God forbid I make the wrong one! Gasp!) I’ve been standing still; not moving. Of course days come and go and I do different things, but in the grand scheme of things, I haven’t moved. Because let’s face it, there’s something reassuring about where you’re at; about the known. Have you ever been in the position where you didn’t like your job, but the fear that you’ll hate someplace new even more keeps you where you are? That is my life in a nutshell. There’s comfort in the known. And change is scary. It really is. So if any of this sounds familiar to you, then you know exactly what I mean . . . and it also probably means that you’ve been standing at that crossroad in your life for some time now as well; afraid to pick a way; afraid to start your journey.
But I’m tired of being that person. So a few weeks ago I decided to put one foot in front of the other and pick a path. Start my journey. And what if I fail? Ok, so what if I do? The world WILL NOT end. I will pick myself back up and start down another path; start another journey. This is so much easier to write than it will be to live. I know this. So that’s why I’m putting it out there. So you can hold me accountable. I made a decision and that decision is to pursue a way to do this full time. Yes, I’m a professional photographer, but I am not a full-time professional photographer. That is my goal – my dream. And instead of standing in place – staying in my comfort zone – I decided to pursue other avenues in order to bring in money so that I can finally do what I love full time. It’s unknown and it may not pan out. But I’ll never know until I try. So here it goes . . .
So here’s my challenge to you: Pick a path. Start your journey. Because life can’t happen when you’re standing still.
Now start that journey by heading over to my friend Alicia’s blog and read all about her journey!
And speaking about journeys, check out my cute little boy and his hospital journey last weekend:
They make baby hospital gowns. Did you know that? I didn’t!
Here’s one of me and Knox right before they took him back. Oh yes, I cried! Even though it was a small surgery, it was surgery nonetheless and I’m a worryier!
And here he is right after the surgery. He looked so tiny in the huge bed. But he woke up and has been doing well. We are very thankful.
**Once again, all photos taken from my iPhone and edited with Instagram. You’d think I didn’t own an actual camera! LOL