It's Greek to me

I'm learning Greek. Kind of. Cupcake is now in her junior year at FSU. (Wow- time flies!) It so happens that all the girls she "hung out" with for the last two years graduated in May and moved away. She stayed in Tallahassee over the summer and she was extremely lonely. Going to a school of 40,000 students requires finding a nest in a smaller group, so she decided to participate in fall recruitment for sororities. Some family members were cheering her on and others were skeptical, saying "it's a set-up for hurt and rejection." The outcome has been terrific and she's having a blast, but that's not the point of this post.

I've been thinking about life lessons and I've come to the conclusion that if we're truly alive, we put ourselves at risk for rejection every day. When we're rejected, it stinks and it hurts but it's such a necessary part of giving, living and loving. The only way to avoid rejection is to not try anything new. Not an option, in my book.

I just read an interview of tennis champion, Martina Navratilova and she was asked, "What quality do you have that champions need?" Her answer was, I think the ability to fail. Not being afraid to put it all on the line and come up short. Most people don't have that."

So there you have it. Our children are champions because we've taught them that failure is just feedback. May you have the courage today to try something new and go somewhere you've never been. Now, how do you say that in Greek?