Can I get uncomfortable for a minute?

Last night was hard. I was overwhelmed with life. School, travel business, new adventures, mom life, LEO wife life, changes happening all over the place - you name it, I was struggling with it.

Life is hard. Starting a new routine. Quitting your job. Starting a new job or adventure. Making sacrifices daily for a better future. Solo parenting. Single parenting. Spouse deployed. No spouse. Kids. No kids. You name it, it can be hard.

I don’t think change is ever easy, no matter how many changes you deal with. It’s uncomfortable. Always. It makes us vulnerable to all of the “What if’s” - good and bad.

The familiar place - you know the one, that makes us feel safe - it isn’t always where we are supposed to be.

Just because you are comfortable, or “used” to something doesn’t mean it needs to continue. It doesn’t mean that’s where you’re supposed to be.

I’m in a season of being uncomfortable - a season of massive change. A lot of changes are happening, so many for the better. But it’s still hard, y’all. Even when change is good, its hard.

I doubt. I get weak. I feel sad. I wonder what it’s all for, if it’s worth it.

And then...and then.

Then a tiny, dazzling moment in the center of a dusty, dirty day reminds me, I’m still on the right path.

You see, it’s when we are most vulnerable that our journey B E G I N S and “uncomfortable” transforms into bravery.

I took this picture this morning after one of those dazzling moments. It was because I didn’t spend 43 hours putting on clothes and ripping them off in disdain for myself.

I put pants on I haven’t worn in three years. And they fit. Well. And when I looked in the mirror, I was thankful that I made myself get uncomfortable and take on a new adventure and challenge myself in a community I unknowingly, desperately needed.

I’ve found more than fitting into these pants. I can thrive at 4am everyday (I am a natural night owl). I can commit and not quit. I can have friends I have never met in real life become some of my favorite humans ever. I can love myself... in the middle of a journey. I’ve found out I CAN be brave. I have weak moments and doubt, sure, but my bravery still comes roaring out to embrace the uncomfortable and transform it.

The uncomfortable is so important and appropriate for us to grow. For us to transform and live differently than being content with staying with what we know, what we see as "safe."

It’s hard, I know. And I’ve figured out that I want to help the girl who feels uncomfortable with change. The girl who clings to “safe” because it’s what she knows, what she’s used to. The girl who needs a tribe of strong, uplifting women and doesn't realize it. The girl who was just like me 5 months ago and scared to take a step away from the familiar.

The "what if’s" will be there no matter if you leave comfortable or not. You could fail. You could fall and hurt and cry and doubt and wonder if it’s all worth it. And you could stay tucked into comfortable and be stagnant because the "what ifs" are scary - terrifying.

But, what if it’s more than worth it. What if it’s all you’ve been waiting for, searching for. What if it's the journey your soul needs. What if your journey can transform and change another girl who is just like you.

What if getting uncomfortable is all you needed to find the space to become who you were meant to be. The girl who is brave and strong and mighty. And worthy. What if.

So, will you get uncomfortable with me?