Comfort is our default. We start looking for it the instant we make our way to the world. First it's from our mother. So far so good. But after awhile she hands us off to some else, or sets us down, and that's the beginning of enlarging our comfort zone. Pretty soon it's full of other people and lots of places, but still our own little corner of the world, and we start to like it.
But nooooooo, that's not good enough. Before long, we get badgered into stretching our comfort zone just a l-i-t-t-l-e bit more. It's scary out there! It's lonely out there! But if we take one step at a time, we can expand our comfort zone gradually, and we can even like it.
Some
of us go a long way. We leave our family, we leave our friends, we
leave town, we even leave the country. And it's all exciting and
adventurous. But I've been around awhile, and I have observed that at
some point in our lives, if we live long enough, almost all of us start
looking for comfort again. Sometimes we get a warning that our time is
about up, and whaddya know, that's when we want to go back to our
memories of when things were good, and we were . . . yes . . .
comfortable.Hmmm.... maybe comfort is more than it's cracked up to be...

2 comments:
A great post! Take one step at a time to leave our place of comfort to experience more...
Visiting from FMF. More Grace, Donna
Donna, thank you for visiting!
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