When I was young the future seemed bright and I was ready to soar to new heights, to explore and venture out into the unknown, then with age I became afraid of falling wants again and the fear of failure became very evident in the decisions I made. Yes, it is good to be wise, and cautious and responsible, but what happened to brave and fearless - with time I started to fear risks, decision-making and change and sometimes it was just so much easier to simply remain stagnant. It was much less threatening than taking a step forward. Then I realized I was in quick sand, at first it seemed familiar and welcoming but then I found I was slowly drowning, suffocating and being pulled down by my own complacency and because I was no longer moving forward I became the victim instead of the victor and was no longer in control of my own life ~ even though moving will result in you occasionally stumbling and even falling, inactivity will slowly crush your soul. The victory comes in standing up again, taking another step forward and as we gain momentum we will shake off the “what ifs,” the “I can’t’s” and “I don’t know how’s.”