Step

I feel like I am in the midst of this grand balancing act, my arms spread as far as I possibly can, praying I don't fall.

On my head there are plates and bowls and shoes and books and hearts piled high. One step wrong and everything falls.
I fall.

I just need to get to the other side.
I need to get through a few more days... weeks... months... and then I can breathe (a bit) easier.

Phone calls... emails... texts... letters...

Money, miles and meetings.

High expectations... high risk factor.

I am not at risk.

But so much is at risk.

One small step...

For me.

One giant leap...

For life.