Today I learned what it means to relinquish control and allow Marc to play a role that I am used to playing. He planned a last minute BBQ and I had absolutely no part in preparing or shopping for it. It was extremely uncomfortable and nervous that his actions would make me look bad. And then I realized how absolutely ridiculous that thought was. My struggle with perfectionism had an opportunity to show up again. I consciously chose to let go of responsibility and trusted that Marc would ask me for help if he needed it. Surprise, surprise... everything worked out!

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