Lessons Learned From The One That Got Away
I vowed, then and there, that I was going to take chances sometimes. Not on anything hurtful or destructive, but on something that might scare me, but still be an adventure. Whether that meant climbing a cliff, or strapping into a harness and wearing a helmet, or simply saying "yes" when a man I found attractive and intriguing asks me if he can take me out, or get to know me better.
I went to my high school reunion to reconnect with people from my teenage years, and I did. I laughed and I danced and I made new memories with old friends. I was myself with no apologies, no constrictions, and no self-doubts. It was wonderful. Freeing. Empowering.
And once, I even said "Yes."