Taking risks comes from within and is learned. Some are born with a more adventurous, risk taking spirit. Some of us don't have a risk taking bone in our body, either because of nature or lack of nurture. Children who are forced to live in risk-taking families, learn to compensate. They learn skills to get them through. Skills that don't translate to adulthood. Skills that have to be unlearned and then replaced, with new skills.
My maternal grandmother was a bible-thumping Baptist woman most of her life. No cards, no dance, no fun. Late in life, when she and my grandfather found themselves relocating to Henderson, Nevada - she took to gambling at the slots in the casinos and had been known to be kicked out of more than one when she won her month's allotment. As I am hurling toward another birthday, you see why I might be concerned.
Just like everyone else, when I was in my teens - there was a sense of the Superman Syndrome. This is natural to this Season of life and it will be a few years before the brain, grows up. From my POV, there is nothing in the Experience file that lets most of us know that risk is a big issue. The older we get, the more we are aware and we choose, at that time, which way we are going.
Now, I find myself involuntary having to take some risks as we plan for DH retirement. There is nothing we can do to change the risk but our attitude and while it is extremely uncomfortable, I find those child-like skills trying to come in and take over. Time to learn another set of skills. Skills for this Season of life. Will see how it goes.
Started following a new interest - Laundermats. Haven't been in one in years and yes, they are as scary as I remember. I was packing man-heat and we did have a good time. 3 down and many more to go. A new skill? Thinking so and if they are all like this, think I will take a few more risks...
Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org at Sunday, April 10, 2011