How many times do I need to hear “do hard things” before I actually do the hard thing?
What’s the smallest way I could experiment with it? What’s a teeny-tiny, teeth-gritting, god-this-is-uncomfortable-but-nothing-terrible-will-happen-if-it-doesn’t-work-perfectly-and-it’s-just-my-ego-telling-me-I’m-too-tired-or-burned-out thing I could do today?
Today’s small-but-hard-for-me thing was publishing this post. Because it could be better. Maybe I’ll read this in the future and see how it could have been better. God, I hope so. If that doesn’t happen, then I’m not growing.
On second thought, future me isn’t real. I’m expecting her, but she’s not a guarantee. I’m doing this for today me. Because I made commitments to myself to live life deliberately, get more comfortable being uncomfortable, and serve others. This is a step.
A reminder to me and to you: Don’t wait to make hard choices until the time is right. There is only today.
Love,
Kate
p.s. I’m going to sign things with “love” for a while and see how that feels. It helps me remember why I want to publish.
p.p.s. Thank you for your attention. If you smiled while reading, please share that smile (and this post) with a friend.