When we lose the very person who is closest to us, in my case, my husband, Brian, it is all to easy to fall into the trap of saying "Yes" to things that we think will help us move forward, but that too often lead down a blind alley that ends at an insurmountable wall of stress. After two years of trying to find myself in old roles, I have decided it is time to stop. To stop saying "yes" to things that I think will remind me of who I am "supposed to be." All that has done is gotten me tired and stressed. So, I have decided to put on the brakes, abandon that search and just grow into the "Me" that I am now. And I am going to make it a beautiful ride.