The Baby Steps Of Life

It seems to me that life, in all of its awesomeness, throws us curve balls that we can't really explain. One thing that amazes me at this point in life is that the baby steps seem to be the hardest steps to take. Have you ever watched a baby try to walk? The baby will take two steps that resemble an old drunk person and fall on its full diaper. That is how it feels on this journey at this particular moment. I feel as though I have taken two, wobbly and uncoordinated steps forward and have fallen on a big load of crap. Now what has to be done? Somebody bigger than me has to come and pick me up, help me balance, and then get me ready and motivated to take 2 more wobbly steps. OH BOY! It is interesting to me that in the time of my life where I am supposed to feel like an adult, like the world is my ocean and I'm going for a swim, I feel like I am 10 months old trying to walk. Talk about failure to launch. It is all a feeling though. I haven't fallen tonight. I took the one wobbly step forward, now I'm trying to keep the balance. However, as history has shown us, until I have practiced walking enough, I'm going to fall, and when I do, I am going to have to trust that someone bigger than me will come and say, "It's okay. Let's try again. Walk to me, come on you can do it. One step. Two steps. YOU DID IT!"