I tried to be brave today. I had to return the maternity coat I borrowed from my cousin's wife last winter. I'm sure she has friends who are pregnant and could use it soon.(It's almost October and in Northern AB that means you could need a coat at anytime with next to no notice). I got the coat in February because her son arrived 4 weeks early so she didn't need it. I was outgrowing even my husband's coats and had at least another month of winter and pregnancy left to go. Of course now she has a healthy 7 1/2 month old and I have 6 months of grief.
So I spent all morning psyching myself up to go to their house and drop off the coat. And I get there all prepared to say hi, handover the coat and run before I had to see more that a glance of the baby, and of course, no one was home. I don't remember the last time I was so relieved. And that tells me I wasn't ready to be brave.
6 comments:
Hugs to you. At least you were able to take the first step and psych yourself up for going over.
.. and you made it there. There have been times that I started driving to places, and I have turned right around.
Hugs!!!
being brave is overrated. couldn't someone else deliver the coat for you?
like wyatt's mommie said, though, at least you made the effort to go.
I agree with the above poster. Brave is overrated. Screw being brave ;)
I packed up the maternity clothes I got my from SIL and husband's cousin months ago. But I still have yet to have the courage to return them. I told my dear husband he needs to take them back.
I think you were brave to go over there at all, thinking that you might have to see them. I'm glad you didn't have to in the end. x
Actually, I think you were brave! You were there, on the doorstep! But I understand why you felt relieved when no one was home. I would have felt the same way.
Thinking of you often...
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