As will come as a surprise to no one, on the Meyers-Briggs scale I am all J and no P. I am all about making a decision and scooting along the path, dithering about a choice and being in the process feels like a wee bit of hell to me. Pick something and get on with it; if it doesn’t go well, a different choice can always be made along the way.
All things considered, this has worked for me. After all, I’m still above ground and, for the most part, functioning. But I am often surrounded by people who need to do otherwise. Many people I love truly need to abide in the process.
Supporting and caring for them as they go through this is one of my greatest challenges. No matter what extremely difficult episodes I have been in, if I had any decision to make, I made it and felt comfort. Watching others struggle winds me up in the most taut of knots. But I do my damnedest to just watch. To listen and to be with them; for this is not my decision.
Then I decide to go for many walks around the block, bending God’s ear about all these process junkies he sends my way.