Ever missed a stair? Hurrying with ease down a flight of stairs and suddenly your foot meets thin air instead of solid ground. In that split second you’re not sure whether you’ll catch your balance and play it off cooly, stumble until you face plant into the nearest wall, or just fall flat on your face at the bottom of the stairs. Will you be able to save the bag of groceries you’re carrying? Will anyone see you make a fool of yourself? Will it hurt?
So many unknowns. And it’s scary.
I felt like this after my daughter was born last year.
My life was cruising right along. I got married, got a house, got a good job, and then I got pregnant. Then, my daughter’s arrival *step* lead me to the decision to quit my full-time job *step* so that I could spend more time with her *step*. But what now? *missed step–falling* Continue reading “Falling”