Life's biggest moments often come down to a simple choice: jump or stay put.
When I found out I was pregnant with my now 18 year old daughter, I wasn't planning a family. I definitely wasn't in what most would consider an 'ideal situation' to start one.
I jumped anyway.
When I stood on a crane platform 80 feet in the air, on a beach front in Faliraki, elastic cord my only safety net, every logical part of my brain screamed 'step back!'
I jumped anyway.
And when the opportunity came to sell everything we owned and board a plane to Cyprus with just $900 to our name, a 4-year-old under my arm, and absolutely no clue how we'd make it work?
You guessed it. I jumped anyway.
Some might call it reckless. I call it trusting that when you take bold action, the universe tends to meet you halfway.
Jump and the Net Will Appear - John Burroughs
The Real Risk vs The Stories We Tell Ourselves
When we announced our plans to sell everything and move abroad, the reactions from friends and family surprised me:
"But what about your daughter's education?"
"What if you run out of money?"
"What about your career?"
"Isn't it irresponsible to just leave everything behind?"
But in all honesty, as emotional beings we often confuse comfort with security.
The real risk wasn't in leaving.
The real risk was in staying.
Staying in a life that felt too small. Teaching my daughter that dreams are things you talk about but never chase.
Wondering 'what if' for the rest of my life.
We had far less to lose than people thought. No mortgage. No corporate career I loved. Just some furniture, a lot of stuff we didn't need, and a burning desire to create a different life.
