I used to ride horseback when I was growing up. I used to be pretty good at it actually. But as soon as I got too confident, I would get tossed. And it would hurt. Mostly it would hurt my pride. But I would brush myself off, cry a few tears, and get back on.
I didn't know that I could get tossed professionally. But maybe I was too confident. So I need to cry a little bit, brush myself off, and get back to it. This is a long road ahead of me... I need to make sure that these next few decisions I make are the correct, if not fun to make, ones.
Luckily I still have lots of decisions I get to make, a wonderful, supportive man to say the sweetest things, and a drive that just won't quit. I will be just fine.