Our greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising every time we fall.
-Confucius
Yesterday, I took a rather hard fall after lunch. I found myself on the floor before I could even correct myself. It happened so quick. However, as I fell, time seemed to slow. My thoughts raced forward thinking how silly I must look at this very moment. All of this followed by the realization that it was quite a site to see a teacher sprawled like a starfish on the floor of the school office. I am grateful that I didn't utter any questionable words or phrases. As I got up and checked to make sure I hadn't done any real damage, I wanted to find fault with everything that contributed to the fall. Yet, it was my choice not to look where I was going. It was my decision to rush through the office like I rush through life. I need to be reminded that true strength is getting up after the fall. Yesterday, I made a point of quickly getting up. I didn't languish on the floor in despair at what had happened. I checked to see if anything more than my pride had been bruised. Fortunately, I think I will be just fine.