Last night as I was the last one up and the house was quiet, it hit me. I remembered. I had forgotten up until that point with all the craziness of the day, but there is was, entering my thinking and kickin' me in the gut: Tomorrow is the day.
And that tomorrow came this morning. After a bright-eyed breakfast, our sweet Daisy puppy went with Mom and Megan to the vet. Yes, it was just routine surgery. Yes, she'll be fine. But you know what? That didn't really matter. I still hated to do it. We all did. But, it was the right thing to do.
There she was this morning, before her trip to the vet. Tonight, of course, she's been sleeping since she got home. Her tummy's been shaved. It's a bummer.
But, it was the right thing to do.
Often in life you are faced with questions about what to do. Will you do the easy thing or the right thing?
As Terry and I talked about Daisy this evening, she reminded me: "When we do the right thing, it can be hard. The outcomes, though, are the best."
And as usual, she's right.
To YOUR success, ssh