i just keep tripping, stumbling and falling
over my own two feet
in places i'm not sure why or what was in my way.
the awkwardness takes over my mind and
i begin to walk faster
but i can't power walk fast enough to escape the humiliation.
i trip.
i stumble.
i fall. harder.
i struggle with strength and determination.
someone help me, but
the noisy laughing of these people to my face scape off my last bit of hope.
those who fall need to get up.
with my last remaining moments
i shall write a story, a name, a face.
my story.
my name.
my face.
avoiding monster-like shadows
i continue to walk sure footed past my fears
glancing behind as i leave footprints that i am not alone.
remember to get yourself back up.
learn from your mistakes and be strong
for i know that i am capable of anything.
(If you couldn't tell already by reading above, I am not a writer, but I just felt the urge to write something a little out of the ordinary.)
My sweet husband reminds me daily (which is how often this occurs) that he doesn't know anybody else who trips, stumbles or falls as much as I do; and he knows a lot of people! It happened again last night as we were running errands. We stepped out of a business door onto the sidewalk and within a few steps I was catching myself from face planting. As we both looked behind me to see what I had fallen over...there was a big fat nothing! That's is when he proceeded to laugh at me and make fun. I can't help but laugh with him as a supporting wife!
x0xo



