Sometimes we just know we are ready.
Ready to face the next big obstacle, to reach out, step by step and climb.
When the going gets tough we have to push ourselves, “I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.”
Even when we stumble and fall and it hurts.
At those times, it’s nice to have a little encouragement. To have someone tell you, “I believe you can. I believe you can. I believe you can.”
We know it has been worth the effort when we look back to see how far we really have come. “I thought I could. I thought I could. I thought I could.”
About the pictures: I was finally brave enough to move the wooden boxes and gate we had blocking the stairs from Hershey. She has been ready to conquer the stairs for a while, but I was not ready for her to do so. Our stairs are wood. There is a rock landing at the top and bottom. Older children have fallen down these stairs, hurting limbs, breaking teeth, getting bloody and bruised. So I kept the stairs blocked. Last week, Hershey was at the top of the stairs, babbling in her own language to her siblings, who were downstairs, to come and get her. And I realized I was holding her back. I moved the boxes, placed pillows on the rock landing, and let her go.
You’ll be happy to know she passed with flying colors just as she knew she could.