You Have to Walk Before You Can Run

I’ve written three blog posts now and I have yet to publish any of them. I can see weird things behind them that I’m afraid to share. That and I’m just afraid to sound like a big sack of wind.

No matter which way you cut it, I have some fear I have to overcome.

Kind of like when a baby finally lets go of the hand helping them move along and takes their timid first steps. Sometimes I need to realize that it’s those little steps, combined, will get me to where I need to be. That’s the only way to be successful. And both the process and achieving that success are things to be super proud of, right?


And I am super proud of a little guy just doing that. Taking his first little steps toward independence.

So thanks, little D, for being a pint-sized inspiration and bringing me back down to earth.

And providing mucho cuteness to this blog post.