Yesterday, I was catching up on some reading, and I stumbled upon this article from Tara Gentile about the reward of taking risks. It made me think back to my own “Big Risk” when I left my full time position as a high school art teacher to pursue papernstitch full time. That was just over a year ago.
I had been running my business on the side for almost a year already at that point and it was growing. Really growing. So, I knew it was feasible. I had crunched the numbers over and over again. Spent endless hours coming up with a plan of attack. And all of that. It was a calculated risk.
But the REAL risk, the BIG risk, (which I didn’t realize until later) was what would have happened if I hadn’t quit that teaching position. I was unhappy there. I felt confined and unable to truly express my thoughts and ideas. “But at least I had a stable income,” I would say to myself. But what is that really worth? Your happiness? My happiness? No. Absolutely not.
So, even if I fell flat on my face, I decided it was worth a shot to go after something that I really believed in. “Give it a try,” I thought. And if it doesn’t work out, I’ll just do something else. Simple as that.
And now, more than a year later, what has happened? Well, I am still here. Still chugging along. Making a living doing something that I absolutely love. I am happier than ever before. I can work from anywhere. I am my own boss. I control what happens in the future. Never been better.
This isn’t everyone’s story though. I understand that. Sometimes we take risks and they don’t pan out. We fail and are left wondering why. But at least now we know. Right? That is the point of taking risks in the first place. Isn’t it? To roll the dice and take control, instead of waiting on the sidelines for “it” to happen to you.
What risks have you taken or struggled with lately?
Image c/o Rosie Hardy