“look, I’m asking this because I think you know me better than many people here. I don’t know, it’s just…
do you think… will I make it? will I ever make it?”
an affirmative answer. a little long silence. and a firm, authoritative belief in her tone as she continued;
“yes. no doubt about it.”
I grit my teeth as I clenched the phone. for a second I thought, there were probably tears brimming in my eyes. more than I care to admit, more than I care to allow.
sometimes we don’t really know who we are until we have someone telling us.