I wake up everyday with this sort of amnesia.
Thoughts running through my mind. To-do lists draped across my heart.
I am bewildered, beset by concerns.
It’s not as if I have conquered my previous 35 years of life’s challenges-—some minor, some more severe.
That track record is nowhere to be found.
And so, every morning, as I inch my way back to participating in the world around me, I put one foot in front of the other and go about my day.
Maybe my past triumphs and successes don’t seem to connect to my current concerns.
Or maybe I just have a sort of amnesia.
Wherein, everyday, slowly by surely, I am to remind myself of who I am.
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Still look beautiful with all your comments so true to who you are. Thanks for connecting and sharing thoughts.
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