I’m no runner.
But I can imagine that the end of a long race, just before the finish line is in sight, is the most gruelling part.
Who do you need in that moment?
Do you need a cheerleader, who tells you you’re doing great no matter what?
Do you need a commiserator, who says, “You’re right, this is hard. Why don’t you sit and rest awhile?” Continue reading “Who You Need and Need to Be”
