Nov 02, 2005 23:38
"Come to the edge," she said.
"No, I'm afraid."
"Why are you afraid?"
"I might fall.There is no one to catch me."
"Just come to the edge."
So I went.
And she pushed me.
And just as I was falling.
I began to fly.
My mommy used to tell me that story when I was little.
I don't know why, but I just love it.
I guess fear isn't always such a bad thing.
Sometimes you need to look beyond your fear.
The best thing in the world could be waiting at the other end.