I accept the fact that I’m never going to be an Olympic Athlete.
I don’t like it, but I accept it.
I accept the fact that my sons will never play Major League Baseball. I always hoped they would continue their baseball careers after Little League, but they just didn’t want to continue. I wish they had, but they just didn’t want to.
I accepted the package the UPS man handed to me. It was addressed to me, and I had ordered it, so I took it and claimed it as mine.
I accepted the change the cashier at the grocery store gave me. It was due me and he was handing it to me, so I accepted it.
We use the term “accepted” in many different arenas these days, and I think there might be a misconception about what it means.
Acceptance does not mean that you agree with…
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