Looking back, not getting my husband’s number that night was potentially one of
the biggest mistakes of my life. I was too scared to act and I blew a huge opportunity.
What if I never got to see her again? What if he wasn’t single the next time
I did get to see him?
This is the exact same way I felt when my husband and I first thought about starting
our business. Basically, we hesitated. Deep in our hearts, we wanted to start something
but we were scared because we knew nothing. We knew nothing about creating websites.
We knew nothing about all of the logistics and legal aspects of opening a store.
We had no clue what we were doing and so we did nothing for a very long time.
Now that we run a successful business, we regret not having started earlier.
We should have pursued our ideas long ago. When I first met my husband,
I should have followed my gut and asked for her number without hesitation.
What If I Get Rejected?
Should’ve could’ve would’ve. Acting on your gut is easier said than done.
Truth is, I didn’t ask out my husband that night because I was afraid of getting shafted.
I was afraid that if I got rejected, that my friends would gossip about me.
“Man, that Steve has no game. Did you hear he got dissed by Jen? Ouch!”
Where I live, my community and my circle of friends are extremely tight. Word travels fast.
If I got rejected, all of my friends would’ve found out pretty quickly.
The same was true for our business. My husband and I weren’t afraid of losing money
per se because our business didn’t cost that much to start. But we were afraid of losing
our dignity and our confidence. What if we wasted months of our time on a business
that never made any money? What if we discovered that we were incompetent?
What would our friends think of us?
Another Botched Attempt
We all get scared of taking chances in the beginning. But once you get over your initial
fears, you’ll feel exhilarated. You’ll feel alive. You’ll get swept away and your heart will
beat at a million beats per minute.
I got another chance to ask out my wife at an engagement party several months later.
I remember seeing him at the party out of the corner of my eye and feeling absolutely
euphoric. I felt quivers in my stomach and my palms were sweaty but dammit!
I told myself that I wasn’t leaving the party without making an attempt at getting
his contact information.
Love Maria!
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