We went to a new restaurant tonight. Totally not blogworthy--except when you consider the fact that we rarely do it. With multiple family units needing to agree on things like food, it's not easy to choose a place to eat, so once we've found things that work, well, we just don't take chances. Particularly with limited vacation time, we wouldn't want to mess things up.
There was negotiation--would this replace our old favorites? Would it have good choices for everyone's tastes, or would some people be miserable and others happy? Was it well-described and well-reviewed? Was it worth the risk? Is anything new really worth the risk?
It's not easy to take chances, especially when the chances feel far more important than where to go for dinner. We'd like to have all the answers up front, but we can't. We'd like to know that the risk taken will produce success, and that our lives will be somehow richer for it. We'd like to know that our daring will make us heroes. And most of the time, we can't know any of these things. Chances are just that--chances. The results might be good, but we don't know that. We might be opening up new paths and opportunities, but we can't be sure of that. So most of the time, we just have to take the chance, and cross our fingers for the results.
We took a chance on a new restaurant tonight, and I believe it was a success. When it comes to bigger chances, will we take the risk? When there's a chance for something better, something different, it's often worth it, but you just don't know. It's up to you whether to find out. That is, if you're willing to take the chance.
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