Failing

So, I’m listening to this podcast about how it’s important to fail. Every week a well-known personality is interviewed on what their failures taught them about how to succeed better. I love this show; failing is something I appear to be very good at. It’s like discovering a talent I never knew I had, like being able to play the piano or speak fluent Spanish.

Well, sort of.

It’s the succeeding part I’m having a little more trouble with. A job writing obituaries and one online date is not turning my life around. And it’s May already! Still, no point panicking. I once watched a documentary about ships, and how they can’t just change direction sharply otherwise they’ll tip over, but you have to steer them around gradually. Maybe I should think of my life as a big ship that needs to turn around slowly. Maybe I’m like a cruise liner.*

I’m grateful for:

  1. Failing at my career, otherwise I wouldn’t have met the wonderful Cricket.
  2. Failing at homeownership, otherwise I wouldn’t have met my beloved Arthur.
  3. Failing at my relationship, otherwise I wouldn’t be enjoying the fun of online dating.
  4. My sense of irony.