This is one of life’s biggest questions. What do you do when you don’t know what to do.
While the darkest days of our financial crisis have passed, I’ll never forget the terror or frustration or flat out swirl that we lived in. You know, the kind that feels like winter has arrived and may stay permanently. That even though the tulips have been planted, they may never blossom.
During that time, I lived in my own head alot. Trying to figure things out on my own. And I think that’s the absolute worst thing I could ever do. The period of financial turmoil seemed so long that even I tired of my troubles.
My friend Janece swears that when you don’t know what to do, you should rest and pray. I’ve done enough resting. And I’m still praying. I’m better at doing.
Now it’s time to usher spring in. To make things happen. To take action that may take part miracle and part maniac. Am I up for it? We’ll see.