A Road Not Taken
1999. I had an idea. The internet was an unwieldy behemoth few people understood.
Still, my idea gnawed at my insides. Pounded on the underpinnings of my skull. I nurtured it for weeks, before finally speaking it aloud.
To the man I loved, the man I was dating, the man who dumped me a few months later.
I explained it all to him: how I could record exercise routines online, and how people could sign in and pay a small amount of money to work out wherever they were. I was dazzled by dollar signs and my own brilliance.
“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard, Andra. Nobody would ever do that.”
And, just like that, my dream fizzled. I left its molecules hanging in the air between us, a failure before I tried.
Life gives us two kinds of folks: those who tell us we can’t, and those who make us believe we can. At the base of it, we have to trust ourselves. That’s true.
But one callous can’t might mean the difference between reality and what might have been.
Are you a cheerleader? Do you have strong cheerleaders in your life?