I have no stories of grand adventure.

I do have some stories of survival.


I’ve never sought out danger but I’ve never shy away from it either when there was no way around it.


Watching my nieces reminds me that not being fearful and being overly reckless sometimes have a narrow gap between them. I try not to encourage fearfulness but I also don’t want them to break their necks. I try to explain the possible consequences and then let them decide, as long as something isn’t too dangerous. Sometimes, they get bruised.

I’d take a flying leap off of more things if whatever my soft landing was could take my weight.