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After Each Fall, I…

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Perhaps I carried more weight than I could bear.

Perhaps I mismanaged the weight,

or I’ve just tried to move ahead too quickly without watching the path.

After each fall, I rise a little damaged,

a little bruised,

a little shaken by the misstep.

My knees in particular, the key movable joints to my personal progress, are scraped, swollen, and sometimes stiffen in protest.

Let’s rethink this, they tell me. Take a minute before going again.

After each fall I feel, not just in the flexible bits, a reminder

to look again,

to slow down?

After each fall I am embarrassed.

Who saw me this time, I wonder and glance to my sides.

The world.

Everyone can tell my planning was inaccurate,

my experience not enough,

my trippings are all public.

After each fall I consider the discomfort of the next step.

What if I didn’t take it?

Is it possible to stay still, instead?

To never risk another fall?

fallShould I choose this spot and wait, instead?

I can cheer those who pass me; I have before and will continue still to cheer others on.

Must I continue?

Yes.

The road beckons.

It is full of bumps and holes just as the path to this spot.

I will walk it,

I will work up to a run,

I will likely fall again.

 

This has been a Finish the Sentence Friday post, where writers and bloggers gather together to share their versions of a completed sentence. This week’s prompt was “This fall, I…” which I thought was “Each fall, I…” So, there’s that. Just tripped in front of you all, again. 

Hosts:
Kristi from Finding Ninee
Co-hosts:
Julie from Carvings on a Desk
and Danielle from Way Off Script

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4 Responses to “After Each Fall, I…”

  1. Love it! And no worries on each or this – you used “fall” and did so uniquely and in such an inspiring way! Here’s to getting back up and going again when we stumble and fall. Thank you for joining!

  2. Well played! A very nice play on the prompt. I enjoyed reading and sharing your thoughts about how important it is to keep going when we stumble, literally or figuratively, in our lives!

  3. Danielle says:

    “Who saw me this time, I wonder and glance to my sides.
    The world.”

    Isn’t that always the way? I do the same thing. Who saw that? How do I make this fall seem elegant or purposeful? haha. Its funny how we are embarrassed by something we all do, some even regularly! Thanks for sharing.

  4. Love this different take on fall. In such a brief post, you’ve managed to reach out and and draw me in, creating a desire to know more. More about you, the woman behind these beautiful, profound words. Thanks for sharing!