This life of TTWD has many hurdles; tall hurdles, short hurdles, recurring hurdles, insurmountable hurdles. As I was thinking about all of these different types of hurdles it all became overwhelming. I kept picturing a never ending track with a never ending line of hurdles, and me trying to run this track for the rest of my life.
I was never good at hurdles--too short.
I couldn't help but wonder why. Why would I subject myself to jumping a hurdle only to find the same hurdle in front of me again? And if not the same one, a new one, a taller one.
As overwhelming as it was, I was able to see past the hurdles--even the insurmountable hurdles. I saw that this was the same track I have been running in my whole life. Sure, there used to be less hurdles, but now...the grass is soft and bright green, the sun is warmer and brighter, I can see a little clearer, and there are flowers blooming everywhere.
Then I realized that, even though I have a lifetime of hurdles to jump, I have soft grass beneath my feet to help me repair between each hurdle and soften the blow when I land, I have the sun to warm me before and after jumping a chilling hurdle, and when I need to rest I have flowers to smell. Not only that but, when I stumble and scrape my knees, maybe even break a bone, the sun and grass transform into a person that cleans my scrapes and holds me while I heal.
This track and it's hurdles may be difficult to maintain but through all of its beauty I am able to be me and enjoy life the way I was meant to--in that I know it is worth the fall and it is worth jumping the same hurdle a million times to stay here.