With clarity and conviction in her voice I could tell she was a woman who knew what she wanted.
“Margherita pizza, cooked well done, extra basil.”
Yet when the pizza arrived, it wasn’t done exactly the way she wanted it done. After some initial griping to the other guests at the table about what was served to her, she quietly consumed her undercooked, slightly basil’d pizza, accepting less than what she wanted with every bite.
Why is it that we are so willing to accept less than what we know we want for ourselves?
Sometimes we settle because habitually we’ve always settled. We’ve been conditioned to settle because it’s always been easier and safer to accept less instead of fighting for what we know we want and deserve. Sometimes we don’t ask for what we want for fear of losing what we Continue reading “Good Enough Seldom Is”

