I’ve always wondered if others felt like I did: a bit superficial on the outside with a ready-made smile, and a greeting I had been repeating ad nauseam; PLUS, looking endlessly for the real me on the inside.
Then one day, in the midst of having to make a decision that would change my life and that of my family, I said, “I’d rather wake up at fifty and say I failed but tried, than wake up and say, I’ll never know, because I never tried.”
I was thirty seven when I said that. I’m now past seventy. I made that decision and took the jump. As I look back, it doesn’t seem like that much. It was a transition from my chosen profession as a teacher to becoming a businessman.
I’ve concluded it was the act of taking a risk that was profound. It cleansed me of any doubts about who I was.
What you see is what you get.
I am who I am.