Face Plant

Sometimes you have to fall flat on your face in order to begin again. Maybe the unfortunate slip on black ice this morning that landed me face-down in a parking lot was just a way of helping me to really get back on my feet?

And now I am ready to stand up for myself and be strong.

Or maybe it was just falling on my face, smashing my apple and getting some bruises.

Either way, I suspect I am stronger for the experience.

Now I hope to go for at least a month without falling.