Its 12:54, as we gather each other up and make our way down the hall I think to myself, “do I really trust them?” every other Thursday it’s the same thing. We walk through the door then right and then our immediate left.
We sit around the table, same seats every time, and I continue to ask “do I really trust them?”
I’m open, don’t hold back. I tell them just about anything, why? I have no idea.
I can tell from their facial expressions that they didn’t judge me.
So as I sunk back down into my chair I feel a little relieved.
That’s when I noticed “I really do trust them!”