As Confident As My 3 Year Old

I’m not much for making my own mistakes. I prefer to learn from the mistakes of others. But I’ve gotten to the point in my writing career where application is far more important than theory. I’ve begrudgingly accepted I have to mess up to grow.

And I came to a crossroads: pursue my passion or give into fear? Do I quit because the potential for embarrassment is greater than my desire for fulfillment? I’m really not good at not being good at things. I’m naturally an overachiever and perfectionist. So the idea of continually being wrong to become better has been hard to digest.

And then I looked at this picture of Violet and thought. “I want her confidence.” I want everything she’s exuding in that picture. I want to be strong enough to see a mistake as a learning experience and not a failure.

Because we learn far more from what we do wrong than what we do right. And because I’m determined to see where my dreams can take me.