Most of us never leap.
We just stand there staring.
Looking at all of the
what if's
should have's
and maybe not's.
Drowning in them.
Staying complacent.
Standing still.
Today, I watched Laura look back.
We visited a tiny, little lily pad she spent some time on a few years ago. I got to see her remember where she went and who she was... before she leapt again.
A year from now... I hope I can do something similar. I hope I can take someone that I care about home to see where I came from.
To see my first lily pad.
The one I still haven't leapt from.
1 comment:
i gotta admit, it's a pretty cool experience to go back.
i don't think i'd even fully realized how far i'd come since i took that jump until i went back.
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