I hope you have a friend who can remind you with a few words not to go where you feel like you’re going–one who can pull you back up when you feel like you’re sinking without doing or saying too much.
Because Walker is a gem; she always has been.
You just get it, and they just get you.
I really do hope you have a friend or friends like this, too.
A quick selfie before I raced back onto the skating rink. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
I am in tune — my body connects with my soul as I rolled around the skating rink.
Life has a funny way of bringing you back full circle — to where you should have been a decade ago, but here you are now … ready to dive into a pastime and you cannot remember why you let it go.
The music is blasting — speakers are thumping with artists you wish you could meet in person. The strobe light spins and shines … this is your forgotten wonderland — your place of peace.
As I smoothly circled around the hardwood floor, hoodie swaying in the breeze, I would’ve paid good money to see how wide the smile was on my face.
My past used to torture me; it used to send me into a downward spiral and the climb upward always catapulted me into a fretful fit. And now, there’s this — this pure goodness I should’ve welcomed back with open arms before today.
But maybe it wasn’t time yet. Maybe I hadn’t reached the place of growth I needed to reach, and God is always on time.
So, I am here … back in this space that sends me into an armful of happiness with much leftover to share — rolling around the rink, reminiscent of my past as I share it with my present.
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