Sitting here at my keyboard with my coffee, my head is too full of the things I haven’t worked out yet enough to write down coherently. Some days, I feel like this
Like I’m climbing a tree, stepping my foot out onto a branch, not knowing if it will hold me and I’ll stand tall or break under me and I’ll go crashing to the ground.
So, I stand still, paralyzed, afraid to move, feeling safe right where I am, clinging to the sturdy trunk of the tree. But that sure makes tree climbing less fun.
While I sit here paralyzed, why don’t you all go visit some lovely places where there is no standing still going on.
- Library Of Love Craft Idea
- Simple Solutions For Everyday Issues
- Grateful For Beauty
- It’s Just Stuff
- Making Time For Yourself and Your Home