04/10/2023
I was talking to a mentor a couple years ago and he asked me, “Whitney, what keeps you from making the jump?”
“Falling. I’m a single mom with three kids. I can’t afford to go all in on this and fail. Who will support my family? There’s only me.”
“Let’s look at some of your other failures” he responded. “How did those go?”
“I’ve never failed” I replied.
“At anything?”
“No.”
Now you might be thinking, your husband left you. That’s a pretty obvious failure. Not to mention the less obvious ones. But to me, my divorce is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
Right now though, I’m looking at a potential failure. A huge one. I jumped and I’m falling so fast. I lay awake at night wondering ‘what am I going to do?’
‘Why won’t my “friends” support me?’
‘I need to get a fourth job.’
‘How am I going to fix this?’
And mostly, ‘I’m tired. I’m so tired.’
But I think back to every other time I couldn’t pick myself up from crying on the floor. Every time I couldn’t keep going.
But then I did. I freaked out and then I picked myself up and kept going. I handled it. I took that “failure” and turned it into a lesson. Used it as a stepping stone to a better life and a better me.
A month from now there is a chance I might have failed for the first time. But a year from now, 5 years, 10 years from now, I’ll be able to tell you about the time I jumped and found something better than I expected.
That’s the difference between failing and flying. Control is an illusion. The way we react is the only power we have. Use your power to fly.