What If I Fail...
5:22 A.M. Laying on my back, eyes wide open, heavy breaths...and I have nowhere to be this morning. Ugh, there it is again, that feeling.
Have you ever woke up to that sinking feeling of doubt? You know, that feeling deep down in your soul that is telling you that you are not going to make it, that you are wasting your time, that no one believes you can do it...that you will FAIL.
I have spent the greater part of my life worried about failure, somehow convincing myself I'm just one bad move away from doing something that I will regret for the rest of my life. BUT there is one thing I've come to know:
Failure is a GOOD thing.
I’ve failed more times than I can count.
I’ve failed as a mother.
I’ve failed as a wife.
I’ve failed in my career.
I’ve failed my friends.
I’ve failed my family.
I’ve failed in my business.
And I’ve failed myself.
A friend, who is much wiser than I, taught me that failure isn’t the end. It’s only the end if I decide not to try again.
If I get up, dust myself off, and continue moving forward...I didn’t fail.