A few days ago I found out that my aunt had died. This was my mother’s sister. I was not close to her and I had only seen her about three times in the last 15 years. But I was still shocked to hear that she had passed. First I felt shocked. This is crazy. First my mom and now my aunt is, what I thought. Then I felt scared. I thought, oh my God, everyone is dying! Lastly I felt a sense of urgency. Damn, life is too short! I guess you just have to do whatever it is that you want to do while you can. The sense of urgency has remained and I am still thinking about doing the things I want to do. I am also thinking that I need to start taking some risks. Not living recklessly but taking risks to chase joy.
Not to be morbid, I know yall don’t come here for that, but the fact that every day is a blessing and that tomorrow isn’t promised is real. Unlike with my mom, my aunt was not sick and the fact that she is no longer with us is shocking. So with each new day that is a blessing am I doing everything that I want to do with it? Or, am I playing it safe, doing what is expected and what I am “supposed to do”???
More often than not I have played it safe. That has worked out for me in a lot of ways. I have a very stable life and that is a good thing. I don’t take it for granted. I know where my next paycheck is coming from. I know where I will be laying my head each night. I basically know how 90% of my days are going to go. It is safe. However it is also kind of boring and there are certain areas of life where I am either not fulfilled or not as fulfilled as I’d like to be.
So this sudden passing of my aunt is serving as a wake-up call to me in a two ways. One way is that I need to continue to try and be healthier (sounds like she had a heart attack). But the biggest way is that I am challenging myself to start taking on more risks. Specifically in the areas of my love life and in my careers (both blogging and the day job). My goal will be to take a risk at least once a month. Nothing crazy or dangerous, but something that pushes me out of my comfort zone, something that aligns with living the kind of life I really want to live, and something that causes my naturally risk avoiding inner voice to fall speechless. It’s time I start taking risks to chase joy.
Are you a risk taker or a risk avoider? Are you playing it too safe like your’s truly? Are you taking risks to chase joy?