I heard a really hard ‘no’ this week. I wasn’t even expecting a yes, but for some reason, this ‘no’ really hit me where it hurts.
So I mopped and cried and called my mama yesterday.
Today I wore my bitchin’ boots with the steel in the toes. They always make me feel strong.
And today, I remembered some really good ‘yeses’ I’ve heard too.
Like finishing the marathon. That was a ‘yes’ I told myself. One powerful, ‘I can do anything’, yes.
Yes. I can do anything.