It takes nerve to live this life that we’re given. It takes guts. And there’s not a lot of glory for that.
I have been going over one of the topics for a talk I’m giving to a hockey team, so somewhere between retooling a speech and deleting and adding I started thinking about life as a game.
Games are pretty black and white. You win or lose. You get the puck in the net. You practice and practice and practice. You listen to your coach; play well with others, follow the rules, work hard, throw the occasional punch and your fans cheer you on.
In life there is far more gray than black and white. A lot more in between. We play by our own rules. You don’t get practice time. You learn as you go. You work hard. We have counselors, teachers, friends…a buffet of people to get help from. Maybe it isn’t thousands of fans cheering you on, but a precious few supporting you along the way.
So, maybe life isn’t quite like a game. Close, but not quite. There isn’t popcorn for the friends cheering you on (beer maybe) and there isn’t a scorekeeper except for the score you’re keeping and winning isn’t everything, but here’s the thing.
It takes heart and effort and risk to do both. To set your goals and accomplish them. To reach for the stars and do your best. To hit your targets and aim to win. To keep going. You will get hurt. You will fail. And you still might come out on top. You won’t know unless you try.
It takes balls. Nerves of flexible steel. It requires guts to put your neck out there and get in the game…and live. Really live.
In Pajama Bottoms
I love pajamas and I’m always on the lookout for a comfy pair of pajama bottoms and I thought these were especially comfy looking and pretty. The first pair are from the gap and the second pair with the flowery clouds are from anthropologie.