As I mentioned in the beginning, I have lots of passions - hiking and adventuring are at the top of my list. However, many years in my life I would have people commit to doing things with me, then would cancel last minute. So there were many movies, adventures and other random events that I chose to miss because I didn't have anyone to go with me.
Then one day I decided I didn't care if I didn't have a companion, I would go and do the things I loved anyway. Which launched my solo adventures. I used to mostly do day trips to various places and finding random things to do.
Then one fateful day, I decided I wanted to hike. And I was going to do it solo. I did an incredibly amazing 11ish mile hike (see Reminders of a Mountain #5), which then was my
jumping off point for falling in love with everything to do with hiking.
However... most weekends I don’t tell my sisters about the hikes I’m doing because they would just worry and they have enough to think about without me adding that on the pile. Sometimes I've done hikes that I don't tell them everything about them (or even tell them at all).
But guess what? Does that mean I stop hiking?
I get far too much energy and joy from staring at beautiful mountains that it will take a lot more than someone being uncomfortable with my choices to get me to stop.
Think about work and life: Are there any things that you’ve done that you know you’re called to do or just want to try out something new, yet the people around you tell you to get back in your lane? Well my friends, if it is something that is beneficial or you need to learn through it - go for it.