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In my post Eye of the storm, I discussed situations where nothing you do or say can change an outcome. When this happens, it may be time to say It didn’t work out. Time to move on. So how do you know when it’s time to let go? What if you hung on to that dead-end job for another month and management changed, providing you a promotional opportunity? When we brought our cat Lily home, I experienced horrible allergies and asthma. I told my then seven-year-old daughter I didn’t know if we’d be able to keep her. I went to the doctor, was prescribed an inhaler and took heavy-duty cough medicine. Nothing worked. Three weeks to the date we brought Lily home, I woke up with clear lungs, allergy free. Twelve years later, she’s still a wonderful addition to our family. And then what about our dreams? Do we give up on them when the going gets tough?
How do you know when it’s time to let go?
Oct 11, 2012 @ 12:15:43
How do you know when it’s time to let go?
When I no longer have a reason to keep going; I need to have some kind of passion, or responsibility, or promise, or hope.
If there is no intrinsic reason to keep holding on, you’ll end up letting go regardless.
Oct 12, 2012 @ 11:34:21
~ makes sense. Sometimes the end simply shows up, without us giving it much of a conscious thought.
Oct 17, 2012 @ 15:26:10
I was struggling with making a big decision many years back and someone said to me, “You’re never going to know if it’s the right thing to do until you make a decision. Choose something and then years from now you’ll be able to look back and decide if you made the “right” choice.” It was interesting advice, from someone who has never had anything helpful to say, but it made sense to me. All the what if this, then what if this, then what if this because of the first and second what ifs — it’s never ending. Not all of our decisions are going to be stellar, but we have to decide or admit that we’re not deciding, which is a decision of it’s own.
Oct 17, 2012 @ 17:56:29
~ I love this advice! And if we insist on clinging to the fence, we will never know if we should water the one side, or mow the other.