Control freak sister here. Actually, that’s not entirely accurate. Anyone who knows us will tell you that we’re all control freaks.
I like to think of myself as pro-active, a fixer, and it’s true: I am. But recently I’ve been learning that this sense of control is actually an illusion, the product of a lucky, privileged life.
Sooner or later, something will come along that you can’t control, manage or – my own personal favourite – fix.
Well, I’m coming to realise that sometimes – without giving up, or even in – you just have to let go.
And yes, I know: if you let go you might fly… blah, blah, blah… you might fall, too.
Some things about letting go:
You might fall, but that doesn’t mean you failed.
You might fail, but so what? Let that go too.