This story has nothing to do with wings...yet everything to do with wings.

I saw a picture a Facebook friend (that's a new term, yes?) posted that had her standing in front of the most beautiful, exquisite, colorful wings I had ever seen.

She lives in California, and I was not surprised that there were just random wings painted on just-as-random walls in California.

After all, that is a magical place filled with beautiful people and unanswered dreams.

I saved that picture, thinking if I ever made it to the other side of the US, I'd have to find those wings and take a picture.

And then ... Friday happened.

And here is where the story changes pace a little bit.

We were going to dinner at a really fanCEE place, located in an old building in a small town.  We had to drive around the block twice to find a parking space and on that second time around, I saw them.

There was an empty lot beside the last building on that block and right there, painted on that wall, were the most magnificent pair of wings I'd ever seen.  There were other pieces of art painted there as well, but I honestly don't remember what they were.

I told my husband that I must take my picture with those wings.

But...alas, it was raining, we had a reservation, and things were on a timer.

After dinner, with the rain temporarily stopped, we stepped out of the restaurant and headed to the truck.

My husband said, "Oh don't you want to take a picture with the wings?"

And right there....that was the moment I had to decide.

It would have been really easy to just shrug and say, "Nah, another time" and keep walking.  After all, it was a bit of trouble.....it was in the opposite direction of the truck, there were now many cars in that lot, Mac would have to take my picture in front of possibly many people that would surely judge my vanity, I had a to-go box....

Yes, I could think of all sorts of reasons Not to go take that picture.

But....in that moment, I made the very best decision.

I said, 'yes'.

I very intentionally walked the extra steps, I laid down my very nice beaded purse in the cleanest gravel I could find, and I posed like the paparazzi were fighting for space.

THIS is the result.

And this is where the real story comes in.

IF I hadn't taken that moment to say YES, I wouldn't have this picture.

I wouldn't know the thrill of having giant, magnificent, exquisite wings at my back, framing me with glory and happiness, and making me feel like a super star.

So, my gigantic advice to you is this: Say YES.

SAY YES to whatever it is that you're thinking of doing but are letting some self imposed fear keep you from doing it.

SAY YES to the new things.

SAY YES to the old things that you want to try again.

SAY YES to the dreams, and the goals, and the lifetime of wants and needs you've tucked away somewhere waiting for 'when the time is right.'

SAY YES  to you....