Wordless Wednesday (It’s still Wednesday Right?)
And yeah right . . . a writer without words . . .
I took this photo in Hawaii in a rain forest (don’t ask which one . . . That whole week was one blur of bliss and zen) I’ve come to really enjoy the concept of paths with turns that disappear behind trees or whatever. A path with turns, twists and the insecurity of not knowing what waits around the corner.
Life is a path like that. I feel like I’m there right now, standing at the turn, insecure in not knowing what waits for me, wondering if I dare take the step that will put me face to face with something new . . .
Does anyone have a good path story, where they got around the corner and found a surprise, good or bad, waiting? I’d love to hear it while I stand here contemplating my own bend in the road.