
The one thing I've learned this year is my ability to push my endurance. Just when I think I've had enough, I haven't, in some sick and twisted way. My problem is I set the bar higher than I can reach, but some way, some how I always end up reaching it; maybe with a little help from a step ladder every now and then. I got to thinking over this past week, is there ever a point where enough is enough? I've had plenty of occasions where enough is enough, but somehow it just keeps piling on. What is that? Do I have a sign that says, "I'm tough, keep it coming," or "NO, that isn't in my vocabulary!," or "Go ahead, just don't leave foot prints on me." I think I've gotten better in becoming more asserting in all aspects of life. I never realized what I was made of until I was put in situations where I had to "Make it Work!," Tim Gunn style (minus the Macy's accessory wall and the chance to win a $100,000 dollars toward my own line). I guess that's one of the fun parts of this journey called life, no matter what road you end up taking, there is always a detour, fork or cal-de-sac of changes awaiting - all you have to do is decide which way you want to go.
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