Quitter

There lies within me a natural urge to walk away.

When the wagging tongues throw their barbs of criticism my way, it’s tempting to find a way out, quick. When the naysayers remind me that I don’t have what it takes, I think about leaving. Run away from all of this.

When my vision is blurred by the stark realities of finances, of health, of failures past, it’s hard to see anything but the door. The exit signs always seem to be lit, beckoning me to leave. 

Photo courtesy of Jacqueline.


But no great thing would ever be accomplished if people just gave up when things got tough. No song would ever be finished. No novel would be completed. No marriage would ever make it till death did them part. No mountain would be climbed. No ocean would be explored. No project would be seen to the end.