I’ve heard it said that to start anything requires a certain willing suspension of disbelief. You have to allow yourself, on some level, to dare to hope – even in the face of potential disappointment or failure or heartbreak.
What a scary place to live. There is no guaranteed win. But thankfully, as a sweet friend recently reminded me, “winning” is not the point.
We might not be fearless, but it doesn’t mean that we can’t be brave.
I want a heart that’s rolled open like a welcome mat. I’m working on it.