March 7, 2018
I speak often of “yeses” that should have been “no’s.” I recall the times I wish I would have said “no” instead of “yes,” and vice versa. There were times when I went along with something because I thought it would be good or right for me. Other times, I knew better and still agreed. This past week, I have been reflecting on the times, even recently, when I have gotten caught up in the momentum—so many yeses to keep up with what I know I want, but at what cost? If the building undermines the well-being, is it forward movement at all?