I think I’ve always wanted to be a woman of my word. Oftentimes, though, I’d find myself committing to things that I knew I couldn’t handle. I guess I had a sort of optimism (or foolishness) that I could do it all, and, by committing, I could do all the things I set my mind to. Fulfill every empty promise if i could just muster up the grit required.
I’ve realized recently, though, that to be of your word means also having the strength to say no. And, perhaps more importantly, the strength to mean it. How strong one must be to be of their word. Not because they always come through for people when they said they would but because they had the foresight and humility to be honest when their plate was too full or when their best wouldn’t make the cut. Being of your word is standing firm in your no’s as well as your yes’s. I’m young, though. I’m certain I’ll make countless promises I cannot keep. I’ll fall silent when I should speak up for myself. But I’m learning, and I’m hopeful I’ll keep doing that.