The difficult decisions
Sometimes we have a choice. And sometimes making that choice will have no real ill effects. Choices like: what we're having for supper. Whether I'm watching an episode of Grey's or House. (Actually that's easy: both.)
But then there are the choices that have no ill effects, but feels like there is only one answer. It feels like you could get it wrong.
Once such choice: what christening dress should my daughter wear?
In the one corner - the dress that have been passed from baby to baby, the dress that has seen many christenings, a long special heritage.
In the other corner - a dress that have only seen one christening - mine.
Both have meaning, both are beautiful. There is no one right answer here, so it's obvious, you say, pick the one you like best.
Well you see, we like them both. A lot.
We even dressed our little girl in both to see what looks best. And (no surprises here), she looks beautiful in both.
So I guess we'll sleep on it. And tomorrow, we'll decide.
We have to.
But then there are the choices that have no ill effects, but feels like there is only one answer. It feels like you could get it wrong.
Once such choice: what christening dress should my daughter wear?
In the one corner - the dress that have been passed from baby to baby, the dress that has seen many christenings, a long special heritage.
In the other corner - a dress that have only seen one christening - mine.
Both have meaning, both are beautiful. There is no one right answer here, so it's obvious, you say, pick the one you like best.
Well you see, we like them both. A lot.
We even dressed our little girl in both to see what looks best. And (no surprises here), she looks beautiful in both.
So I guess we'll sleep on it. And tomorrow, we'll decide.
We have to.
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