I have jumped off the cliff. I’ve been playing on the edge and have been getting ready to jump for too many years. Thursday night, I did it. I jumped and am in free fall. Not sure what the bottom is going to look like. Pretty sure that there will be some bumps and bruises n the way down. At first, the only thing I could think of was my failure and the pain that this is sure to cause others. Then, as I was falling, I began to worry about my ability to make myself whole so as to never have to jump again. Now I feel calmer as I continue my free falling. Only time will tell how the landing will be. While I’m falling I’ll work on me so I’m healthy enough to Someday be a WE.
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