It's been a challenge to find my balance on wheels. My feet turn and twist and I'm lost in a battle to grab a solid step. I fall. A lot. But I'm getting better.
I feel like my life is this same battle sometimes. That feeling of your feet slipping out from under you. Steps taking you away from your glances ahead. A blink and you have no idea how you got to where you are.
Twenty three days into the new year and I'm still in denial that it's no longer summertime. Where did the last six months go? Don't even get me started on how the holidays flew by and I feel like I barely had time to enjoy a good cup of hot chocolate.
I could get lost every time I fall. Every time I feel like my days have slipped away from me. Lose myself in self pity, shame, and jealousy while watching others gracefully speed on by. It's a lot easier to stay down.
Or I can take a deep breath, find my stance, look ahead, push off and smile. I seem to have some catching up to do.