I Rode the Thunder

Sometimes, you come to the edge of a cliff. Sometimes, its a literal cliff, but more often then not, its a metaphoric one. And you have to make a decission. You can either jump or walk away. You can attempt the climb down to the bottom, but it's usually rocky and slow. So, you have to decide which will bring you the best results. And what is coming (what you usually don't know) is a giant storm with rolling thunder and striking lightning and high winds. And it's a mess. And it's about to take the mess that you've become and magnify it by about infinity. Yeah, this is a pretty serious moment. Here you are, looking over the edge of a three hundred...no, three thousand foot drop and there is a crowd of people behind you, who you love desperately, all waiting for you to do something, anything, because your life isn't the only one hanging in the balance. Its theirs too, and what you make of yourself will effect all of them. Here you go, kid. Here's an umbrella, a bungee chord, a prayer, and some really good running shoes incase the whole going down thing doesn't work out in your favor. See, in my opinion, the best option is just to wait. Wait for that storm to come. I promise, it won't be long. Because when it comes, it will bring you to a deffinite conclusion. It will push you over the edge and you won't have a choice. But, most likely, you will catch an updraft. And you will ride the thunder all the way to a safe landing, where all those loved ones are waiting for you. And when you come back down to earth, remember where you've been, and don't regret it. Don't pretend it didn't happen, and don't turn your back on the lessons that the past has taught you. And most importantly, don't forget to give me a call. I'll share my story if you share yours.