Sunday, June 7, 2009

failure is not an option

It's been too long, but I'm choosing to skip the obvious update.
In short: The wedding was wonderful and beautiful and I love my husband.

John is gone for a mini Texas tour this week, which leaves me home alone for the first time in a while. I was sitting on the couch watching some "reality" competition show on television while scanning the internet, but one sentence from one contestant really caught my attention: 

"What would you do if you knew you could not fail?"

It was his explanation of why he dropped his everyday life to be on the show - for his one chance to "make it." It was his dream, so he was doing his part to pursue it. I didn't take long for me to start thinking, what would mine be? And that's when I got sad. Because I don't know.

I used to have so many aspirations that picking one was difficult. So I picked the easy one - writing. It's not to say I don't enjoy my job, because I do. But I'm not sure that writing is my passion. John knows his: music. In fact, he's out there, right this minute, working on pursuing his dream. Although it does mean leaving me behind for now, he is doing the one thing he loves to do, despite the fact that he is terrified of failing, because the chance of true success is worth it, for both of us.

I'm going to keep thinking on this...
While I do, what is your one true dream or goal in life?

kh