Fear does not make my decisions

I’m about to do it. I’m about to hit the ENTER button on my keyboard and expose my heart to world. I can feel it thumping now, pulse climbing, a tighening in my chest, a slight ringing in my ears. Seriously, I’m anxious about this.

Still, I won’t stop. I have too many years in this life and too many people loving me to give up. And I love this story.

Fear does not make my decisions.

It is a mantra I repeat to myself. Because let’s face it, too many people don’t fulfill their promise because they fear the risk, the exposure, the possible failure.

No. I fear what will happen to me if I don’t try, if I don’t put myself out there and go for my dream. I worry about that for everyone. How will you suffer if you don’t give this life everything you have? It’s such a gift—one left unopened if you don’t at least try.

So here I go. I’m about to release my books starting this winter. And I’ve decided to be proud.