I’ve been giving this one some thought, and it’s been difficult to come up with anything that fits the bill.
I guess, if I’m being honest, the hardest decision was one I used to make on a daily basis when I was on call as a substitute teacher. When one principal or another would call first thing in the morning, I would get a pit in my stomach and reluctantly get ready to go in and face kids who, like me when I was their age, would lick their chops at the sight of a substitute.
Getting married? Not difficult at all. Uprooting and moving to seminary with three small children? Made sense to us, with a manageable amount of trepidation but not overly difficult. Retirement? Yes, please!
Maybe the hardest decision I never made was to apply myself, find work that was more up my alley, and earn enough money in the course of my working years to enjoy retirement more than we are.
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