Monday, November 15, 2010

The invisible line

Each "race" gets longer.

Most "races" I finish.

Today there was an invisible ribbon at the end.

There are co-workers cheering me on.

"What's the goal today?"

Quietly I broke that ribbon.

I walked, and walked, and walked.

And I won.

It's my own defined race.

No big crowds at the end.

None are needed.

Winning today meant doing something that was impossible just 4 months ago.

And I suppose there will be tears of joy when no one is looking.

And somehow, out of someplace, I feel...


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