If you can believe it, I used to have a hard time saying No to people. I didn’t want to disappoint them, and I didn’t want to risk not being asked again. Then I was blessed with a teenage bonus daughter. She taught me soooo many things. One of them being how to say No… and move on. Mostly she just asked so many crazy things that I just got used to the word coming out of my mouth.
Now I’m a pro-No-er. I’ve found safety in it. If I say No, they won’t expect anything of me! Ha! In fact, when someone asks me anything my first instinct is to say No. But then I kinda run doing the think through my mind, and see how it feels. If you ask me to pick up your kid from school tomorrow, I imagine actually doing it – driving there, finding your child, driving with them in the car, etc. Maybe that actually feels like fun. Or maybe it feels like rushing to squeeze it in between everything else… and that doesn’t feel good.
I could fill up the above card with ease. How about you? If you fill it up, come redeem your ice cream.