Taking Risks

So I’ve recently decided that life is too short to not live fully, to not do what you’ve always wanted to do, to start ticking off that bucket list, to love Mondays and to take risks.

I am not a natural risk taker.

I am safe.

I stand back from the edge.

I follow the rules.

I do what is expected of me.

Well, not anymore.

For too long now I have been living for other people. Don’t get me wrong, it’s worked out pretty well, I have a great job, house, marriage, holidays, friends… but I know I am capable of far greater things.

For too long now I have stuck to what I know because it’s fine and it works.

I have so many creative ventures buzzing around my brain and I am desperate to fulfill them. They are over flowing and I can’t keep them under wraps any longer.


I’m leaving my teaching career this summer.

I’m starting my own company.

I’m pursuing foster care.

I’m pursuing design.

I’m pursuing art.

I’m pursuing travel.

I’m pursuing film making.

I’m pursuing photography.

I’m pursuing charity work.

I’m dying my hair crazy colours.

I’m taking risks.

I’m stepping out to the edge.

I’m making mistakes.

I’m working it out as I go.

I’m following my gut.

I am so excited.

My dream job that combines all of these does not exist, I have to create it.

I am terrified.

I am scared what people will think, say, not say, do… but that’s all part of it. I need to try not to let that sway me anymore.

What is your dream?

What would make you look forward to Monday?


If I die before I’m 50

My brother recently told me that if he dies when Dad did, that he is currently middle age. He’s 23. He assured me it’s not a morbid thought, but actually quite thrilling.

I think he’s on to something.

Who said 45 was middle age? As if the majority of the population will live to see their ninetyth birthday. It’s ridiculous and not realistic.

If you live like you’ve got less days in front of you than you have behind you, how would you live differently?

How would you spend your time?

How would you measure your success in life?

Have you started your bucket list yet? Or are you saving that for your retirement, that you may never see.

I agree with my wise brother.

This isn’t morbid.

It’s exciting.

It’s thrilling.

It’s ‘go getting’

It’s the orange juice of life.

I wonder how you’ll live the rest of your days?

Counting it down? Or living it up?