i maybe have some bruises and scrapes. maybe a little gravel stuck somewhere uncomfortable. i’ll probably keep falling down some more.
but there are always hands to help me up, and i’m lucky to have good friends who can (and will) tell me when my head’s not level and things are starting to roll off of it. it’s hard to see things objectively a lot of the time.
but that’s what friends are for. they’re there to cheer you on, support you, and let you know when you’re being nuts.
and that’s that. so i’m grateful my life is full of people who fit that description.