We all want to be accepted. I can think back to childhood, when two of the girls I often played with did not want me along for their day of play. Through life, there were many other times when I was not accepted into the group. Believe it! It’s true.
Today, however, I am one of the chosen ones. Today, I received an email from the BAA stating that they have accepted my application (and money) to run in the 115th running of the Boston Marathon.
It sure is nice to be accepted.