A good friend of mine, used to say something to me a lot. The wording never quite came through clearly but this is it:
There is always the worst that can happen and there is always the best that can happen when you take a risk, so be happy with an outcome that is anything in the middle.
Sometimes I regret doing something or not doing something when I have a “great” idea or confusing feelings. But in the end, I prefer that I do something that possibly might make someone smile even if it makes me look a fool.
Next thought here is that I should always be thankful that I have these choices and this time to experiment with risks. Because I just ran into an old friend today, younger than myself, going through something very tough. Poor guy standing there in the rain, coffee in one hand, cigarette in the other just trying to get himself around the corner and into work. Something is wrong with his blood clotting. And of course the medication he needs to take makes him feel like shit. How tough is it to face when the very thing you need to do to stay alive makes your mood and body feel so bad, when it is that pill that makes you unhappy more so than the disease. What do you do?
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