The Importance of Being Earnestly Right

The Importance of Being Earnestly Right

“I know where we’re going, I just don’t know where we are right now,” I said. I had driven into an unexpected detour on a road trip to New Mexico during my twenties. I did not admit I was lost because that would mean I was wrong. I’d been raised to believe that, as a man, being wrong was a sign of weakness, and men could never be weak. My insistence on being right about our directions did not prevent me from adding an hour to our trip. Although …