A Peak Into My Crazy

Are you more fearful or courageous as you age? 

Be careful. Don’t answer too quickly. It may lead you into uncomfortable territory. 

I turn 50 in a month and I’m asking myself that question. I turn it around and around. I try to ignore the truth but I refuse to lie to myself or to you. My buddy Fear and I are pretty constant companions lately. I wish I could say we weren’t so well acquainted. I wish I could say I was the hero-save-the-world-kind-of-person. 


It’s just me and Fear getting cozy. And God. 

Having faith that I am not alone in this messy life reassures my crazy self. I pray. And pray some more. I know that God has caught me more times than I can count as I have taken leaps into the unknown, my heart beating out of my chest and my friend Fear hanging on for dear life. 

But what I can’t quite figure out is how to kick Fear to the curb. How do I put it in the rear view mirror as I step into this next decade? 

Any ideas? 


Author: April

Journey with me through the next little bit to find the joy hidden just beneath the everyday moments. Let's unearth fun! We can be archeologists of our own lives. Let's spread cheer into the ordinary. Get ready, set, go!

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