This time last week, I wrote about trying to keep the faith at a time when life isn’t working out quite how you want it to. It turns out that someone out there was listening and suddenly I have a whole host of opportunities and some serious decisions to make.
This is the first time in my career that I really have a free choice about what I do next and that is, in equal parts, exhilarating and terrifying. But I suppose that’s not strictly true; I made one of the hardest choices I was ever going to have to make a year ago when I decided to resign my commission and leave the military. That was such a massive leap of faith – I had no idea how things would work out but I knew I needed to leave and do something else.
So here I am, with choices. When I started to think about what I was going to do, I really quickly felt overwhelmed by all the different considerations – how do you start to weigh up all the different costs and benefits and think about how different opportunities might work out? So I took a deep breath and tried to think about what drives me, what really motivates me. And I remembered a conversation I had with a friend when I first decided to leave the military: I wanted experiences. I wanted to be old and to have stories to tell…of adventures and excitement and a life well-lived.
Well, then, suddenly it was easy. I knew exactly what I needed to do – well, not exactly, I still need to work out a few details – but I am going to take a risk and do something amazing!