Decisions....

There comes a time in your life when as an adult you have to make decisions. I have always been one to have my mind made up and there was NO changing it. I don’t know if I am still that head strong or if I am becoming more like my dad.

I say that meaning, he used to be impulsive in his decisions and head strong as well, things had to be perfect and perfect was the equivalent to being right and his decisions were always perfect (in his mind). I have always been JUST like that.

Now that he has gotten older, wiser, more mature or whatever it is, he is more patient. He is less impulsive and now wants to make the right decisions and not the perfect ones. I am seeing that change occur in me. I no longer associate perfection with being right. Does that scare me? Yes!

I feel like I live in a bubble full of question marks? I tell my children to always do your best but do I follow my own advice? My sister once wrote a blog about the changing of the seasons and although I understood her blog, I am just now UNDERSTANDING her blog (if that makes any sense).

There will be more to come if I can decide what to write next..:)