This was a week filled with difficult decisions and actions. No, nothing life-threatening, but difficult, none the less.
Why is it human nature to postpone or avoid making decisions when you know the choice you make will not be a popular one?
Why does it seem to be MY nature to avoid having conversations with people that I am either not comfortable with or with whom I know will be uncomfortable with ME because of my decision?
Why did I choose to attend a six-plus hour workshop that I knew would have an inevitable outcome of zero initiatives? Lots of pontificating but no substantive conclusions. Why did I go?
I need to examine why I attended that workshop or take part in other activities/meetings/dinners. I am a glutton for punishment, am I not? I cannot say with any assuredness that my presence helped anyone see a view differently or brought anyone to or towards my view.
Ah, life questions.
Ancora imparo about me!
