Knowing When to Leave

A party invitation comes with a location, date and a starting time. “You are invited to a barbecue at our home on July 4th at 4PM.” While some invitations may include an ending time, notice that this one does not. We are left to use our own good judgment. Leave too soon and your hosts may think you did not enjoy their party. Leave too late and your hosts may wonder when you would finally take the hint and go.

More significant events in our lives also require that we make a decision as to when they should come to an end. For example, we are left to decide when it is right to leave a job. You have hated your present job for the last few years. You know you need a change but you just don’t leave.

The same can be true of a relationship that has run its productive course. A marriage or other relationship has become intolerable but you don’t act to end it.

The home you live in and the lawn you must maintain have become too much for you. You just cannot bring yourself to take the action necessary to leave it.

Many things in life have an end. When the come along, it is important to recognize them and act.

 

About authorbillramsey

During his forty-year professional career, Bill Ramsey wrote magazine articles and business newsletters. Now retired in the mountains of western North Carolina, he writes a blog and has published four books. Bill's 2015 collection of concise, real-life essays is titled "What Do YOU Think?" He has also written "Me Now - Who Next? (The Inspiring Story of a Traumatic Brain Injury Recovery)" and "Now That I Think About It. Bill's books and are available from Amazon.com and on all e-readers. See www.authorbillramsey.com. Follow Bill on Facebook at www.facebook.com/billramseyauthor/
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3 Responses to Knowing When to Leave

  1. allenrizzi says:

    I must admit that I am guilty of often leaving too late. I enjoy other people’s company and it often clouds the clock.

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  2. Hardest (and smartest) decision we ever made was to leave our beloved Hendersonville. The process was agony, but we’re loving it here more every day. As for the barbecue . . . well, I guess it all depends upon what’s being served and for how long . . . lol. 🙂

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