Looking up from the bottom............
With Susan down at her parent's house last night, I found myself up and about and on task earlier than usual today.By mid morning I had already addressed a number of items that were must do's today.A good part of this was due to the state in which I found myself when I awoke this morning. For the last few weeks, no months,my life has felt as if I was tumbling down a hill.On a daily basis that tumble continued. I never lost sight of the bottom of the hill. Along the way,I rolled over rocks and branches,bumped into logs and trees and generally took a beating.All the way down, I knew that I would survive the fall,however,it would not be without pain.
When I awoke this morning, I felt as if the tumble down the hill had stopped.
I felt covered in dirt and debris. I could feel the sting of the scrapes and bruises that had accumulated on the way down.However, I definitely felt as though I was laying face down at the bottom.
It felt as if the slide had ended.
Now the choice is do I just lay here and experience pain? Do I collapse and give in to the aches,scratches and bumps and bruises or do I pick myself up,and figure out how to move on?
Well that's a no brainer. Getting up is easy enough.It is also the critical first step.
Trust me, there are still many wounds that were inflicted on the way down. To say I am moving gingerly would be an understatement.The good news is I am up and about.
I can now begin to assess the damage and evaluate the landscape and how I get myself moving forward once again.As with any rehab, the process is slow. It is also the same.
It starts with one step.
And then another.
And then another.
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