Fearless
Lately I’ve been thinking about when I was young, and how fearless I was.... I would run through the woods by my house, ride my bike in ditches where I knew they had snakes, do cartwheels, and flips, and run around in the grass with no shoes on without a care in the world. I can tell you the exact age that changed for me... I was 10. I was in my back yard with no shoes on and it was summer time! Summer was always a fun time! No school, and really no rules, just be inside before the street lights came on..
Well anyway I was in the backyard doing cartwheels and tumbling, and then I remember I landed on my neck different... my mom happened to be in the yard with me that day hanging clothes on the line, and thank goodness for that because I remember screaming cause my neck kinda bent the wrong way or something.
Before I fell my mom was up under me, and I was twisted the right way again.... That’s really the only way I can describe it... my poor mom was so upset! One thing I have learned about my mom is when she gets scared she gets mean... it’s like a coping mechanism I think... she was in the military and I think that’s how she coped with being afraid.
My mom immediately was like girl you almost gave me a heart attack out here about to break your damn neck! I was like I’m sorry! And of course I started crying! She said it’s ok let’s just go put these clothes in the dryer I’m tired of hanging clothes up anyway... we go inside and my mom was really quiet.
My mom looks over at me and says I’m sorry I yelled at you I was really scared.... you have to be more careful! I only have one you, and it would literally kill me to lose you or your brother do you understand? I said yes when I really didn’t....All I knew was that I never wanted to see the fear in my moms eyes like that again.... and instead of trying again I stopped something I loved because of fear...
Fear is powerful .... it honestly kept me from doing so many things because I didn’t want to disappoint or scare.... Fear sometimes kept me from living my life.... I often say I wish I had started traveling in my 20’s and not in my 30’s, but honestly traveling in my 30’s has been bomb! I appreciate a lot more and somewhere along the way I became fearless again!
I’ll tell y’all a secret... The reason I started blogging again was because I love to write! I love the community, and connection my words can bring together! I needed that outlet back again! In the weeks before I started to blog again I asked for a sign that I should start blogging again... part of me was like I’m horrible at this. The other part of me is like this is me. I can only be myself . My sign actually came from a couple of followers, and friends messaging me asking about my blog!
Hopefully my ramblings can help someone! That’s my goal! Make someone laugh, or be a way we can all relate to each other!!!
Listen, I’m not out here saying throw caution to the wind! I’m saying live your life and be present! Everyday is a new day! Please don’t let fear stop you! Reach for the stars!
Be Fearless!
Well anyway I was in the backyard doing cartwheels and tumbling, and then I remember I landed on my neck different... my mom happened to be in the yard with me that day hanging clothes on the line, and thank goodness for that because I remember screaming cause my neck kinda bent the wrong way or something.
Before I fell my mom was up under me, and I was twisted the right way again.... That’s really the only way I can describe it... my poor mom was so upset! One thing I have learned about my mom is when she gets scared she gets mean... it’s like a coping mechanism I think... she was in the military and I think that’s how she coped with being afraid.
My mom immediately was like girl you almost gave me a heart attack out here about to break your damn neck! I was like I’m sorry! And of course I started crying! She said it’s ok let’s just go put these clothes in the dryer I’m tired of hanging clothes up anyway... we go inside and my mom was really quiet.
My mom looks over at me and says I’m sorry I yelled at you I was really scared.... you have to be more careful! I only have one you, and it would literally kill me to lose you or your brother do you understand? I said yes when I really didn’t....All I knew was that I never wanted to see the fear in my moms eyes like that again.... and instead of trying again I stopped something I loved because of fear...
Fear is powerful .... it honestly kept me from doing so many things because I didn’t want to disappoint or scare.... Fear sometimes kept me from living my life.... I often say I wish I had started traveling in my 20’s and not in my 30’s, but honestly traveling in my 30’s has been bomb! I appreciate a lot more and somewhere along the way I became fearless again!
I’ll tell y’all a secret... The reason I started blogging again was because I love to write! I love the community, and connection my words can bring together! I needed that outlet back again! In the weeks before I started to blog again I asked for a sign that I should start blogging again... part of me was like I’m horrible at this. The other part of me is like this is me. I can only be myself . My sign actually came from a couple of followers, and friends messaging me asking about my blog!
Hopefully my ramblings can help someone! That’s my goal! Make someone laugh, or be a way we can all relate to each other!!!
Listen, I’m not out here saying throw caution to the wind! I’m saying live your life and be present! Everyday is a new day! Please don’t let fear stop you! Reach for the stars!
Be Fearless!
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