Falling

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She fell once while taking the dog to the trainer. She fell another time while walking along a black sand beach. She fell on Thanksgiving Day; she was carrying Grandma Agnes’ very important sweet potato pie. She fell after she left the bank and all of her 20 dollar bills went fluttering away in the wind.

            Her father, mother, husband, sister, cousin, grandmother, best friend, colleague, assistant, and client, all witnessed her fall.

            But she never remembered when she fell.

            “But you never remember when you fall? That’s odd don’t you think? Don’t you think?” people asked urgently.

            But she didn’t think and she didn’t answer. She didn’t think about her falls. About her bruises. About her sprains. About her fractures. About her scratches.

            When she was falling she was only thinking, “This might be the last time I fall. And if it is at least I fall walking and trying. And if it isn’t then at least I know will try walking again.”

by Marlena Elmore © October 11 2012