Fragile

Life is fragile.
Here today, gone tomorrow.
What will my legacy be ?
How will I be remembered ?
Will I be missed ?
What will I become in another life ?

I have felt fragile most of my life.

Not to sound obsessive but what the hell.
Life has been difficult and rewarding at the same time.
Challenges that I have tried to handle head on.
My greatest periods of enlightenment have come
When I have fallen to the bottom.

I have fallen so many times that it is not the fall I fear.

I remember the exact moment that I hit "rock" bottom.
I actually felt relief. The sensation of falling had stopped.
Imagining that I was on my back in a dark cavern staring up
At a faint light, I felt hope not fear. Fragile not destroyed.

Fear can be paralyzing and fear be be motivating.

I knew that I had two choices.
Laying there in fear or get up and start crawling to the light.
I learned so much about myself when I started moving forward.
I continue to move forward, one day at a time.