On the edge.

Do you ever feel like you’re on the precipice of something great? Something life-changing? Maybe not in a Hollywood kind of way. Much smaller than moving far away to follow your dream. The kind of change I’m talking about is more like making a better choice, being kinder, or making more room in your life for love. Still just as momentous, but possibly less dramatic.

I feel like I’m the edge of this kind of change. Teetering back and forth between possibility and stagnation. If I was just brave enough to take one step forward, to move one foot in front of the other,  I’d be happier, healthier. But I’m timid. Not quite scared, because I know I can do it, but just wary. Wary of change, nervous about what might be. One step forward and it could all be different…

Here I go.