Fridays around here mean many things. Coffee and a pastry on the way to school. Classroom tidying. The delicious moment when the weekend begins. And linking up with Lisa-Jo for 5 Minute Friday. Five minutes to write, to think, to feel…
This weeks word is ‘fall’.
For so long I played it safe.
In a world where I’d been hurt so many times, it was easier to toe the path of least resistance. Lest I fall.
Having leapt before and been greeted by nothing but off kilter landings and the bruises they bring, I lived in a way that kept me safe. Kept me grounded. Kept me alone. With all the risks of falling, why bother at all?
I was happy…ish. I thought sticking with gravity, staying safe, being sensible was the way to go. So I read my books, sang my songs, loved my friends and kept my heart in a place where falling was not an option.
And then you came along. And with every smile, every in-joke, every quiet moment I felt a thaw. A shift. A longing to leap. And the falling didn’t seem so scary anymore.
I’m so glad I fell for you. I hope I, I hope we, never reach the ground.