keep peddling...

always try again.

do you remember when you were a kid and your parents were teaching you to ride a bike? You'd take off with their hand on the back of seat, guiding you along, until you got the groove, you'd be so thrilled that you're actually going and then...they'd let go and for the first couple times...you'd eventually slow down and the tip over. parents are there when you tip, telling you to get back on the bike, and try again. it wasn't always easy, because you know there could be a chance you might fall again and so many thoughts run through your mind..

will it hurt?

could it be worse?

what if they're not there to catch me?

will i ever be good at this?

as odd as it sounds, i compare myself to the same nervous, scared child with this blog. 

my last post was introducing my readers  okay just like 4 people, about our invitation to washington, dc. for the national conference for NEDA. in my heart, i know this next post needs to be about the trip...and...

as i type, my heart is pounding and my hands are shaking..... and it took my mom texting me asking me if she's missed my latest blog update that i realized...i have to get back in the bike...

guys, i am nervous. i am that child getting back on that bike. 

will this update hurt? yes it will...but i have to remember I'm doing this for my brother. 

could it be worse? there are things in life that can always be worse. i choose to be thankful for this rocky, not so glamours beautiful life He has given me. 

what if they're not there to catch me? i have amazing parents and there are always there, but importantly i have a wonderful God who catches me when i fall emotionally and spiritually. 

will i ever be good at this? ha. I'm not sure but i know that something always brings me back to this. 

for now, that's all i have....just an introduction to how i'm feeling for the upcoming post. 

i'll get back up and try again, i promise...right now...it's too hard. 

love,

heather