To walk; to fly

This song has been on my mind. Today, I heard it on my way to work and on the way home. I first posted it last August. Back then, I had to keep repeating to myself "you love me anyway" because I was having a hard time believing it was true. Now, different words catch my attention:

It took more than my strength

To simply be still

To seek but never find...

Still you call me to walk

On the edge of this world

To spread my dreams and fly...

- You Love Me Anyway, Sidewalk Prophets

I reversed the order of the paragraphs because the words make more sense to me that way - in this place on my road. I finally feel like I am recovering from my "near-drowning experience" - the depression of the past year. I am barely able to believe I survived, and it has taken some time to re-gather my strength. But now I feel strong enough to again believe that you have a call for me, and that it is not only ok but possible to pursue my dreams. I had all but given up on that. Still amazed that you don't give up on me. Grateful for that. What a year.

Coffee Bay, South Africa