I didn't used to be this way. At least not this bad. A wishy washy person. A difficult decision un-maker. But then I was diagnosed.
Death got real.
And the ability to take a stance has all but vanished. And even though my diagnosis is gone too, a trail of fears has been left behind. Real fears I didn't have before. And all of these fears? They make me second guess if I'm ever doing the right thing. ...
Saturday, February 8, 2014
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"This stretch of our sacred journey could be likened to driving through the fog: we may see no landmarks and get little assurance we're even headed the right direction, but the only way out of the fuzziness is to drive right through the uncertainty." - Gary Thomas
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