We curved the bend as she howled about pain. Mom had not run in years. With my little sister she joined in. We corrected her posture and clapped on appraisal. It was like pulling a tired child out of bed. She made it!
Maybe it takes a coming together to kickstart. We all have the power. Just few use it. Holding our fears. Waiting for perfection creates separation.
That dream is gone. We walked away when we should have played. Everything is possible if we can endure the obstacles. Strengthen up. Stand up. What will you do?