Sometimes a job application goes nowhere. Sometimes people don’t call you. Sometimes friends gather and don’t invite you. You’re not the one they feel like they can count on because you will just change your mind. Sometimes a person has built up a reputation for themselves that is less than flattering because they spent years fumbling through their own mess of the past, and sometimes they are finally ready, even though they are scared to death, even though doubt still plagues them, even though no one believes anymore.
Every day a woman wakes up and discovers how much of her life she has missed, whether because her head was stuck in the past, or her hands were too busy in the present. But she wakes up and discovers it’s time to live a life that is different than it ever was, more meaningful, more of what she always thought it would be like when she used to daydream while scanning groceries or changing diapers or grasping at all the wrong things.
There is still time to wake up. There is still time to move mountains. But time marches on and one day there will be no time left. Today is the day – right this very second – to wake up and be that woman who moves mountains. And maybe it starts with moving pebbles, but a pebble is a start all the same.