“Jump first, fear later.” – SK the potato-lover
I did a lot of jumping in 2009 and landed on my face more than my feet.
So here I am, bruised, broken and about to take another jump. Maybe I’ll fly. Maybe I’ll fall into the sea again.
I lost my faith in many things in 2009: God, my capabilities, love and people I once cared about.
But I made new friends. I learned new things about life and myself that I wouldn’t have learned otherwise.
All the fire and pain burned away illusions and left me with new truths.
And as always He has been waiting, holding out a hand.
I take it and dance into a new day and a new beginning.