Getting on the school bus for the very first time was likely the most fearful step I’ve ever taken.
Since then, I’ve taken about 100 other steps that seem to tie for second. Fear lurks in the dark corners, and no matter how strong you are… it’s always there. I know this. Writing it down is my way of reminding me.
Likely the best advice I can give myself during this fearful time is, break things into simple parts. One day, one night. Next day, next night. No pressures. No lists, except maybe a list of friends.
Keep it simple.
3 comments:
Today my first ride on a bus, tomorrow a walk to the corner store, the next day the world...everything in stages and in time. Hang in there...
LBB, you're not afraid o' nothin'.
Steve, thanks. I appreciate it.
Want to have a funk contest? Perhaps I may actually post again one of these days if I can rid myself of the blues.
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