I’ve learned a long time ago that life is too short. I’ve buried lovers, best friends, family members, my father and my brother. I would rather honestly express myself and tell someone I love them and risk rejection; if I love you I’m going to tell you while we both have breath even if it makes you uncomfortable. I don’t expect to hear it back I just want you to know because when I’m gone I don’t want any doubt to be there. I would rather give it my all and fail than wallow in regret and uncertainty. I want to be passionate about life again. So, who cares if others think I’m a little crazy – I rather be a tad impulsive, free spirited.
Have you ever just met someone and wanted to grab and kiss them as deeply as you’d like but didn’t because of fear of rejection? Well I hope you went for it. I let an opportunity pass me by this week – and I swore afterwards, I wouldn’t miss it again. I’d rather be rejected. I have to live – we all need to live – before we die … so while there’s still air in our lungs – go for it … with grace in our step, hope in our heart and a twinkle in our eye.