Staying in the same place would have been easier.
Less risk. Less fear. Less unknown. Less expectations.
Staying in the same place would have been debilitating.
More of the same. More complacency. More disquiet in the soul.
Staying in the same place would have been expected.
Not rocking the boat. Not changing the path. Not upending the journey.
Staying in the same place would have been enough.
Just sufficient. Just the same. Just fine.
But the distance and the disquiet and the determination ultimately win, don’t they?
We begin again even though it is hard.
More risk. More fear. More unknown. More expectations.
We begin again in a new place.
Less familiar. Less content. Less complacent.
We begin again even when it is unexpected.
We rock the boat. We change the path. We upend the journey.
We begin again because the same place was not enough.
Not sufficient. Not the same. Not fine.
The distance and the disquiet and the determination shine through the dark.
So we begin again.
One step at a time.
One breath at a time.
One tear at a time.
Into a new life.
A new place.
A new hope.
A new dream.
The fears don’t go away, but they get lessened.
The scars don’t completely heal, but they fade.
The tragedies get turned into triumphs.
Begin again.
