Being adventurous is usually not in my vocabulary. I grew up as a cautious child who always liked to follow the rules. I was never too keen on taking risks or going outside of my comfort zone.
Then I met my husband.
He pretty much lives for adventure.
I thought early on in our marriage, “This just may not work out how I’d hoped…” He is constantly pushing me to try new things.
But something in me changed over the last 8 years. Little by little I started to enjoy being pushed out of my comfort zone.
And now I’ve reached a point in my life where I feel like if I’m not being stretched…then I’m not truly growing. In any thing. In my family life. As a mother. As a wife. Or Christian. Or daughter.
I have this deep desire to DO MORE.
Even when it’s scary.