There are times in which life pulls the carpet from under your feet right when you were running faster, feeling yourself closer to the goal, yet life makes you fall and you break your legs, your teeth and scratch your hands and knees.... Maybe it even pulled the carpet so hard that it threw you so far from your way in a path you don't know, into what feels to be the valley of shadows and you are lost and alone and broken... Your will is broken, your confident is broken....
That is where I am... Trying to get up and back on my broken feet... On my broken confidence; scared of what might happen... Scared of more pain but it feels like just as I might end up with more pain and darkness I might get better, make lemonade, even.
