It seems that we as humans tend to map out for ourselves what we want our lives to look like.
Goals, relationships, dreams, plans, (Races)....
we hold ideals for these things in our mind.
The thing is....
there often comes moments in this world of reality,
that can change well intended plans in an instant.
It can storm through like a tornado and leave us wondering... just what DID happen.
The supposedly well-planned ideals lie in a heap around us, almost mocking us as we wonder.
I am currently realizing that there are a few options when this occurs.
I can crumble in a heap along side of all the fallen plans I had made.
And sit there indefinitely.
Or....
Realize that the best laid plans can and often do change course.
And I ultimately have to choose to get back up and try it over.
Maybe the second time around it will work.
Or not.
Whatever the case may be,
One must not only learn to fall...
but also learn to get up again.
