Why The First Step Is The Hardest Step

The question “When you have enough, what is the next thing on the list?” is a great one to start with because it forces you to confront the things that are really important for you, but the answer you will need to come up with to reach that answer will take courage. It will require you making tough choices and dealing with a lot of different forces at once.

I don’t believe everyone can have it all. But I believe people should aim for more than the bare minimum. They should aim for more than what they think they should be doing but aren’t necessarily doing. More than what they think they can handle, but not so much that they push themselves to their breaking point. I believe more than anything I should be able to balance what I want to get accomplished with what I can handle. And if I can’t do it on a single day, I don’t think I can do it on a single day. I believe with every fiber of my being that whatever I have to achieve or enjoy is worth doing. I think it can be done. And I want to be successful in the effort to get it done. But, if not, it’s not necessarily the end of the world. If I’m exhausted after two nights and it’s a struggle to get up on Sunday morning, it doesn’t mean I’m not worth it. I am.

When I was 14, my father took me and my younger brother on a trip to the United Kingdom. I don’t really remember the trip itself, but one thing I remember vividly is it being the first time that I felt truly alone. My friend’s mother and I flew into London on the last Thursday of August. We were staying at an amazing hotel that was actually a former naval base. Our room was on the seventh floor, and up on the next level were seven or eight rooms occupied by families, some of whom were children. It was truly the most beautiful, romantic experience I had ever had, but I also feel like we had completely severed all ties with our world and were completely open to the unknown. It was so beautiful, but it also really scared us. We were terrified, but still there was an underlying sense that this was a wonderful experience so far. And to be honest, it really felt like it was all that had happened for us. The experience that brought us here seemed to be something that could only happen once in our lifetime.

So, we had been traveling around Europe for around an entire month, and when we got back to our home, I had one new piece of clothing and the only piece of luggage that didn’t belong to my brother was still on the first plane heading back home. It was one of those memories that sticks with me. What was going to happen to all of those things that had belonged to friends and family back in London? What was going to be our new life, when we left everything behind? How many of these things were still in storage? These were important things that we didn’t have the luxury of carrying back home, and that really bothered me.

So, we got up on the plane and were finally back on US soil. By the time we got to our new house, I had my entire wardrobe, including a backpack of clothes that my parents had bought. I had a backpack of clothes that my aunt and uncle had bought for me. It was my only change of clothes. I had everything else in my backpack. I had just enough to get us off of the airplane and into our new life. This was a new life that, after all, hadn’t yet happened.

The next month, with all of the new things and everything that I didn’t have before, I was feeling like the world really wasn’t prepared for what we all wanted: a normal life. The world was filled with things that I didn’t really know about nor really wanted and had very little time to learn and explore. I could have been a little bit prepared and set up to have a normal and healthy lifestyle for these next few months, but it’s hard to prepare for something you haven’t experienced. We left everything in the hotel and were left to fend for ourselves.

I have to be honest and say that I was scared. I didn’t know what the world was going to be like outside this hotel window, what new challenges I would face. I still wasn’t sure about most of my choices. I was still a little afraid. But, it wasn’t until I was in my house after having just done so much that I started feeling pretty confident.