I was in a rental house, in a really cozy kitchen with all kinds of homely decorations. Big spoon and fork on the wall. A cookie jar in the shape of a rooster. And a wooden sign in modern calligraphy declaring “oh darling, let’s be adventurers.”
Something about that seemed like a clash to me. It was like seeing a children’s book with a heavy metal cover. Or a copyright written in gold calligraphy. The aesthetic just didn’t mesh.
To me, the kitchen, and nearly everything else in it, looked like comfort and homeliness. But the call to adventure… adventure is all about taking on discomfort. Going where safety isn’t guaranteed.
Of course, it’s just a piece of wall decor, so no big deal. But I do wish the word adventure weren’t so cheapened. I really appreciate those who realize that life is better when you go beyond comfort. I appreciate adventurers who hear the word impossible and take it as an invitation. A willingness to take on things that others might think impossible has led to the very best parts of my life.
It’s nice to have a word that captures all that.