Today I'm linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday again.
When you are pregnant and give birth to your first child, you jump. You do not know what to expect but you are brave and strong, so you just jump. And, after some time, you think you will touch the ground and be safe.
I wonder when I will touch the ground. Sometimes it seems my fall will never stop. Because as I took the step and jumped off the cliff, I found out I was jumping into a void and the ground is not visible. Maybe one day I will be able to see it. Of course, I have paused on my way down from time to time. Caught a breath. Inhaled. Exhaled. Only to find me falling again after a while.
But while I am falling I found out that my way is not unpleasant. I can feel warm winds, the sun on my skin. I inhale the rich smell of blooming flowers while I fall. I enjoy the pureness of freshly fallen snow, the crisp leaves in autumn. I see the beauty of my child and his sheer love of life. I realise that falling can be okay because I see all the goodness around me while I fall.