The idea of “taking” a decision is one of those quirks of our common language that has always fascinated me in English usage.
In the United States, we “make” decisions, we don’t “take” them.
And it’s all well and good to make a decision — to come to the fork in the road and discern the way you wish to take.
But to actually take that road? That’s often a different matter entirely. How many times have we all made a decision to eat better, sleep better, work better, live better — only to find our best-laid plans unmade by circumstance?
To take the decision — to really choose a road and walk it — is a courageous act.
What decision, long since made, is it time for you to take?