It’s been a while when my daughter and I watched a movie of Matt Damon, “We Bought a Zoo”, which involved a scene between Matt and his distant teenage son. Matt was trying to make a point and encouraged his son to reach out to a cute, teenage girl he liked and he said: “Sometimes all you need is 20 seconds of insane courage – 20 seconds of embarrassing bravery and I promise you something great will come of it.”
I believed the movie inspired my daughter to use it with her own story of bravery. She came home from school one day, excited and delightful to tell me that she finally had the courage to talk to the boy she likes from her school. Her brown, big, bright eyes were filled with excitement that day. She proudly exclaimed: “Mom, I finally had the courage to say something to the boy I like. It took a lot of me to do it but I kept reminding myself about ‘20 seconds of courage ‘over and over again.” With so much enthusiasm, she added: “I took my step towards him, stopped thinking, gathered all my strengths, and just said what I have to say—so, I did it!”
Yes, that’s all it takes; a 20 seconds of insane courage—20 seconds of embarrassing bravery and something great came of it. But, the joy and excitement it brought to my teenage daughter’s face was indeed priceless!
For weeks, I’ve been going back and forth with my desire to start a blog. My heart is filled with doubts and my brain started to process the thoughts of fear and intimidations. For once, I doubted myself again, probably because as I become older, I find it difficult to take risks and open up my life. I often think and over analyzed things too much. I tend to lose the courage to embrace all the possibilities and chances that life can offer. I started to ask myself; what if no one will ever be interested in my blog, what stories am I going to share, can I really write—what the hell am I thinking! I couldn’t even come up with a catchy blog name, and if I did, it’s all taken! But, then again, I changed the question to what is really my purpose of blogging? And I came up with a simple answer—to be able to share my thoughts, my ideas, with the same people who have the same intention of sharing their stories and life in general.
But, like my daughter, I need a 20 seconds of courage to make it happen. I know I can do it. I believe somehow that if I put my fears aside and take these amazing chances to share my stories, maybe, it will bring back my motivation to be a part of a journey that inspires, and encourages people; a journey that will begin with a single step, with one story, and 20 seconds of courage.
Now, is the perfect time to take a leap of faith; jumping in with everything I have, sharing with all the best I can, and, hoping that my thoughts and ideas can somehow touch someone. In the end, the only regret in life is the chances we never take.