Life is waves coming at me, sometimes fast, sometimes slower, sometimes knocking me backwards a bit or all the way down. I stay back or I just sit and let the water wash over me until I’m ready to stand up again, and move forward. Of course, I move forward (eventually). There is no other choice.
Sometimes gale warnings and red flags warn me to take different action. Sometime I do. Sometimes I don’t. Next time, after this last time, I will, because the risk of standing still turned out to be greater than the perceived consequences of returning to shore. A lesson I’ve learned in the past, but apparently needed to learn again.
A month of recovery, finally starting to feel like I can stand up and move forward. Even if the surf is rough. Even if the tide is high. I feel like I can handle it.
If I see I need to retreat or change course due to conditions again, I’ll make the necessary adjustments sooner rather than later.
As the song below says, I’ll take my own power. I’ll try turning around.
And I’ll keep breathing, no matter what.
What is Sunday Song? Well, I’m a musical gal, from taking piano and drum lessons as a kid to my current stint in a community choir. Listening to music is for me what going to church is for some, so I celebrate with Sunday Song. Each week, I post a song that’s been my earworm for the week or that reflects what’s happening in my world along with a wee story why. Read my previous Sunday Song posts.