In the last 30 years I’m proud of grateful for: my ability to make good choices.
On Tuesday I made a big life decision, which I will be vague about because it doesn’t need to be shared here. I’m proud that I took the time to think about it objectively, ask for advice, weigh the pros and cons, then consult my gut and think about what it is that I truly want. I have no regrets and am certain I will not have regrets down the road.
I’ve made lots of other such decisions in my adult life and am glad that in those situations I was not impulsive, analyzed the options, but ended up going with my gut because that was the right decision for me. I’m glad and proud that my gut feelings have been so trustworthy and hope that the same approach will continue to serve me well in the future.
How I celebrated: put on my “vacation uniform” as soon as I got home (my pajamas and robe), watched Netflix with Matt all evening, and patted myself on the back for a choice well-made.
