Fine Line

My son walked away this weekend from the kind of wreck that has taken many people’s lives.

I have said that it was the call no mother ever wants to get. But that’s not true, because my kid lived.

I’m struggling with all the what ifs. I’m brow beating myself over letting him go, all the while knowing I have to let him go again, because as parents it’s what we have to do. We have to let them go, hoping our love and guidance is enough to help them survive the fine line.

And we are all standing on it. We live there, and don’t even know it. The world may be round. We each may live with a different view, but one thing is constant: We breathe; we sleep; we eat; we walk the fine line every day of our lives.

Our choices, our dreams, who we are may play a factor; but ultimately when the winds of fate blow, we land on one side or the other without discretion.

Take nothing for granted.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s