This book sat inside me for years before I wrote it. Not because I didn’t have something to say.Not because I didn’t know how to say it. But because I waited. I waited for more clarity.I waited to feel qualified.I waited for the perfect timing that never came. Looking back, I wasn’t just waiting —I was stalling. That’s the part I don’t like admitting.But it’s also the part that someone reading this needs to hear. Here’s what I’ve learned: Waiting costs more than action ever will. It costs energy.It costs confidence.It costs momentum.It costs impact — not just for you, but for the people you’re meant to help. Writing this…