March 11, 2013


“I wish I was brave enough to do that.” That’s the number one response I get to my hair.

I was brave enough to jump out of a plane at 10,000 feet. Brave enough to leave a stagnant starter marriage. Brave enough to follow my heart for the real deal. Brave enough to purchase a couple tickets to Kathmandu. Brave enough to abandon job security to be my own boss. And then I was brave enough to twist and rip my hairs together until they formed matted locks.

But here’s the deal… You can’t be brave if you’re not first afraid. And I’m often scared shitless.

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