Last night I had a nice chat with an old friend and we talked about taking a leap of faith. I was in the same spot a few years ago, thinking whether I should or I shouldn’t leave the company that has served as my comfort zone for years. I had a family with two kids who were about to enter big expensive schools. I had a husband who was in a start-up. I had a lifestyle that I have gotten used to. It was a great company where a lot of people grow old in. But I could not see myself in it anymore. I realized that the things I learned I acquired from outside, from people and experiences I actively sought out. It took a while for me to finally do it but I eventually did.
It has been three years since I made that decision in the middle of Greenbelt 5 with tears streaming down my cheeks in broad daylight. I skipped work, played hooky that day and went to a wine tasting event instead. From then on I said I would focus on finding what it is I wanted to do. Over the course of three years I realized that what I wanted to do is build something. What that something is may be anything. But what I am drawn to now is the process and exercise of building.
So I tell my friend that we will never be fully ready to take the leap. We just gotta do it and be mindful as well of the sacrifice and compromise that we have to make because of this.