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At the beginning of the school year, I recognized one of the moms from preschool as someone I worked with years ago. I just assumed she didn't remember me, so I never said anything. Today, I asked if she used to work there. Of course, she did. She said I looked familiar but she hadn't been able to place me.
How ridiculous that I waited so long? I'm proud of my self for this one.
I have to say that the feeling of accomplishment I am experiencing each day far exceeds the anxiety that comes with doing my "uncomfortable" thing for the day. How much time do we waste NOT living?
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