The Gambler

You got to know when to hold ’em. Know when to fold ’em. Know when to walk away…and know when to run.
Those are the lessons I am working on. Sometimes it is hard to know when to (fill in the blank) and when not to. Ambiguity and I are not always friends…neither are regret and I. So making decisions can sometimes be challenging for me. I keep talking about a crossroads. It is not a crossroads, I am kidding myself. It is a bridge. And with each step I take the plank behind me drops into the river below so I have to keep moving forward. There is no longer a bridge back. And that’s a good thing.
Someone once put so much in perspective for me by saying _____ sounds like it is pulling you back whereas _____ sounds like it is moving you forward. Aha! A light bulb! I remind myself of this statement often when there is a decision to be made. I often feel myself pulled back. Comfort, security, safety. Maybe I need to seek out excitement, difference, unknown. If I figure out a way to combine the two worlds, I’ll let you know. In the meantime, I’m going to keep crossing the bridge one plank at a time and try to remember that with each step I not only let go of something but I embrace something new.