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Even the Mighty Fall

February 7th, 2018

In the past few days, I've had this thought resonating with me. Even the mighty fall. For me, that is quite literal because of my unfortunate ability of falling everywhere. However, the gears have really started turning as to what falls look like for others as well.

For me it is literal but what about the spiritual, emotional, metaphorical falls that we can take in life. If it's losing a job that leaves your family without a way to put food on a table. If it's losing a parent that leaves emotional damage that is impossible to see past. If it is not getting into a graduate school that leaves your future unknown. If it is a hurting relationship that leaves scars in ways that we don't know how to heal.

All of these falls are darkness that can be hard to see past and in moments can be all consuming. However, with this sadness there is a quote of hope that has followed with that. I couldn't tell you where I found it or heard it but I think it was my current Netflix show. It says that "it doesn't matter how many times we fall but what matters is how many times we get up." which again sounds cliche but yet true.

I cannot count the amount of falls I have had in my life whether that is literal and I've broken bones or emotional ones that have lead to nights of cutting. Yet, I still get up. Many would ask why and sometimes there isn't an answer which can be hard but why not?

I totally understand that in the darkness seeing a reason to continue can be difficult because nothing can seem worth it but believe it is. Even if it means keeping the Rudolph song "put one foot in front of the other" then we keep going.

Sometimes continuing can seem impossible but just keep trucking. I don't know what your fall is. Whether literal or metaphorical but I can tell you to keep going. Whether it takes Rudolph the red nose reindeer or a Netflix quote there is a reason to continue.

What is your fall?

xoxo,
Em

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