I had plans to go to bed early, but the next day found me again before I had a chance to sleep. I have been trying to process all the recent events, but it feels like more just keeps getting added to my plate before I have had enough time to digest my last bite.
The indigestion and anxiety had me all twisted up inside. Note to self, don’t read spicy emails right before bed.
I kid you not, I had this very thought: How great would it be if the word of the day was precipice? Then I could write one heck of a blog.
Well, be careful what you wish for. I opened up the reader list this morning and couldn’t believe what I saw. I doubt this will ever happen again.
Was I fated to write about this precipice I am teetering on? What if I’m not ready?
There are so many decisions to be made; where to go, what and whom to leave behind. I think I need a minute before I’m ready to jump into the unknown future that awaits.
The hardest part about standing at the precipice isn’t taking a leap of faith into the future. It’s giving up hope on fixing the difficult relationships you have spent so much time trying to repair or letting go of old dreams in order to put yourself in a better place.
All the efforts, time, and heart you put into trying to solve those problems and overcome them, create a good working path and save painful relationships …..
When you find yourself at a precipice, it frequently involves letting go of something or someone in order to move on to something new. This is true for both bad and good.
I’m tired of fighting this fight. I want to move forward, exhilarated by the possibilities.
But there is just one question I still need to answer before I can jump.
Am I ready to give up hope on people or do I go back and work harder to make the path more accessible, so they can jump with me?
I’m not sure if I have enough strength to go back for them; keep battling the same rocky shores.