It was only a few short steps away. The bridge, the passage to a future that I had dreamed about for years, waited to carry me to the next stage. If only my legs had the resolve to take that first step.
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New beginnings are always scary!
Yes, they are.
the first step is always the hardest~ thank you for sharing and hope you’re having a lovely week x
I appreciate that and hope you are enjoying your week as well.
Love the title and how well it flows into the story. Beautiful subject. That first step is always the hardest.
Thank you.
Yes, as the others before me have said, the first step is always the hardest. Be bold 🙂
Thank you.
Wonderful use of symbolism…
Thank you very much.
Oh, I know that feeling. Fantastic!
That is, the story is fantastic. Not the feeling.
Lol…thank you again. 😉
Thank you!
I felt the indecision. New adventure or comfortable known. Well done.
Thank you very much.
What a beautifully written post! It comes at a time when I’m taking my first steps at something new! So I know that ‘pit-in-the-stomach’ feeling all too well.
Thank you very much. Good luck with your first steps.
I hope the bridge and path become compelling enough to draw the narrator forward. It certainly looks beautiful on the other side.
I agree. And thank you.
The first step always the hardest! And that bridge is eternally long!
But worth the journey!
Well done! These micro stories are very hard to write and you’ve encapsulated the feeling beautifully here xxx
Thank you very much. 🙂 xxx