What if I had stayed? What if I had not persisted in the
pursuit of my new frontier?
There was a ping of disappointment when I realized I could
still take those first steps away from everything I knew and was, from you,
whom I loved so much; and the cozy system of understanding… but just a ping.
Somewhere deep inside I trusted the instinct to throw myself
out. Now, three years later, I am endlessly grateful for that leap of faith,
for that persistence, for that twist from fear to adventure. Now, I am here. I am
not all that I ever want to be, but I am here–in a life I could not have dreamt
existed. Now, I am so thankful, for my life. This is something that oft
receives no praise from me, but it’s easy to get caught up in the sorrows of
not only myself, but those I love. My life, though, solely mine, the one
created by luck and miracle, etched out and fought for by myself and my loved
ones; this one I am thankful for.
This will not last all moments, but this moment is as true
as any other.
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