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Have you ever noticed how we often allow a few bad minutes of a day to wreck the entire 24 hours? High stress levels so easily overwhelm us that we consciously believe the entire world is out to get us; that everything suddenly turns against us simply because of one bad moment. Those five minutes you were late in leaving the house means one hour delay because you missed the bus. But so what? The series of unfortunate events is bound to end sometime.

If you come to think about it, life is an occurrence of episodes. We spend inexplicably long hours in some, and irrationally little time in others, but we constantly find ourselves moving on to the next one. We even wonder, often with intrigue, what the next episode will bring.

It’s refreshing to reflect that the best moments of our life haven’t arrived yet. That’s why we need to be open to things around us; to have our eyes and minds wide open to the splendor that is out there. Life might just surprise us.

What is more, we need to choose wisely who we surround ourselves with; who affect our personalities and character and contribute to forming who we are. We need friends who support us and push us to be better. We need people who bring out the best version of ourselves. We need strong role models, like a mother who shows her daughter she doesn’t need constant company to have a good time; she can simply book a flight and get on a plane and leave – alone – and still have a great time because she is empowered, confident, and courageous enough to do so.

If you take the leap with faith, life will reward you for it. Just believe.

And keep moving forward.

Do something more

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©Lucy Fridkin

“Do something every day that scares you”. Her grandmother’s prompt echoed in her ears every time she felt her heart grow sore with exhaustion. She needed a change. Routine was turning out to be lethal after all.

She woke up determined to take that extra step. So that day she went to the café with a view to the port.

It was cloudy, but ships were sailing.

She had time if she really wanted to do it.

She connected to the Wi-Fi and loaded the website. Tickets were booked in less than a minute.

She would finally go to him.

 

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A great leap

loversLeap-heroThe drive through the desert seemed endless. But she needed that. Carrie could use a drowning-out of all the thoughts that were eating her up inside. And a long drive seemed the best way to do that. Two hours later she was back on the ‘civilized’ part of the road. With trees and roads and sidewalks and other cars along the way. She would soon be there. She was ready. Mentally and physically. She had grown stronger and fitter over the past year. And knew she could do this. Looking out the window she saw the small cove. The waters were crystal clear. The sun’s reflection bounced off the surface and formed an iris as it returned to its source. Further in, a seagull was securing the day’s meal.

Carrie was certain. She had seen it been done so many times and always wanted to feel what it was like. The freedom and the liberation in that jump was something that couldn’t be rivaled.

Bungee jumping was her passion. But never from this high and not at this perfect, paradise-like cove.

She got out of her car and felt the warm sand trickle into her feet.

“Hey!! You came!!!” A group of youngsters rushed over and lifted her up.

“So, beautiful, are you ready? I’ve got you covered, so don’t you worry, ok?” Ethan was an experienced jumper. He had been all over the world doing this. And he was the most extraordinary person Carrie had known. He always had some story to tell. And in her eyes he just seemed so…so alive.

“Trust me and we’ll be fine. More than fine,” he winked.

Carrie felt a chill. Not of fear but of excitement.

Everything in her life’s path seemed to lead to this very moment.

And as she made the leap, she could hear the voice of that gypsy fortune-teller from the fair years ago echoing “a great leap, the future holds; follow your path, to your life happiness bring it will…”

N.B. The story is a response to Trifecta Writing Challenge: Week sixty-three – to write a 33-333 word response using the word path as your prompt word. This story is 333 words.

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