I received a call late this afternoon, from a close relative. She relayed to me a message that I was given an opportunity. An opportunity that comes with a price. The price? I have to break my commitment and my word, and make a decision by tomorrow. After our conversation, I have this feeling that I’m about to break my word…

More than 7 months ago, I decided and committed to never work on a Sunday. And just to be clear, this is simply a personal belief and I’m not against those who do work on a Sunday.

Bottom line, I believe that’s about to change. I failed in keeping my word and standing up to my belief.

I’m willing to fail, to fail myself temporarily and not those who need me most. And if failing means listening to people who still cares for me, I’ll go through it.