Risks and rewards
Lately I've been thinking a lot about risks.
There's no reward without them, they say. No payoff without some chance.
I don't know why or how I was able to take that risk of not just one, but two PAOs two years ago. I do know, however, that doing so has given me hope that someday I will take another chance. A chance, maybe, of trying something new, of meeting someone new, of putting my life on the line again.
While my heart is a continual reminder of the damage that can come from risk, I am so grateful that my hips faithfully tell me the opposite:
"To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing."
There's no reward without them, they say. No payoff without some chance.
I don't know why or how I was able to take that risk of not just one, but two PAOs two years ago. I do know, however, that doing so has given me hope that someday I will take another chance. A chance, maybe, of trying something new, of meeting someone new, of putting my life on the line again.
While my heart is a continual reminder of the damage that can come from risk, I am so grateful that my hips faithfully tell me the opposite:
"To love is to risk not being loved in return. To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing."
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