I heard this the other day while listening
to James MacDonald and thought I would share with you.

Such a great analogy of how we walk the road of life and do not
see the holes we fall into.

It takes us a while to realize we keep falling into the
same holes.

The process to get out of them can be long and then
finally we walk a different road all together.

There's A Hole Down That Road

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I don’t see the hole. I fall in the hole.
It’s very deep, and at the bottom, where I lay broken,
it’s cold and dark. I can’t get out.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole as I am walking down the road.
I fall in the hole. It’s familiar and strangely cosy.
I can’t get out.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole as I am walking down the road.
I fall in the hole. I don’t like the hole anymore.
I want to get out.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole as I am walking down the road.
I dread falling in the hole. I fall in the hole.
But I look up and decide to get out.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole as I walk down the road. I say to myself,
“I will not fall in the hole again.” I fall in the hole again.
I start climbing out.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole as I walk down the road.
I try not to fall down the hole.
But I fall in the hole again.
I get back out straight away.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole as I walk down the road.
My foot catches the edge and I fall in the hole.
But I don’t hit the bottom.
I cling to the edge and climb out of the hole.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole and step over it.
I don’t fall in the hole this time.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
I see the hole and step over it.
But I trip. I fall in the hole.
I climb out faster than before.

I walk down the road. There’s a hole down that road.
But I’m not on that road.
I’ve walked down a different road.

With credit to Lorna MacDonald, via James MacDonald, with some poetic license.

Remember to Always Be Fabulous

Luv Wendy