what’s right for someone isn’t right for everyone. I mean, my pink hair and double pony tail is sorta a silly example, but it’s the truth.
I was having a conversation with a friend just this month and it totally related to this concept. it went like this…
friend: oh, you shouldn’t move to that neighborhood, because the school system there isn’t good,
me: oh really?
friend: I am so sorry I said that to you. I was thinking about it, and that wasn’t right for our family, but that doesn’t at all mean it isn’t right for yours.
me: thank you!
y’all! A- to the MEN! why do we spend so much time worrying about what people think of our choices?
what’s right for me, maybe isn’t right for you.
and what’s right for me, maybe is crazy to you.
would it make a difference in your relationships if we went into conversations with this mentality?