Sliding on Life's Ice

You know that feeling you get, when you walk across ice, and you slip?

That abject terror that shoots to the core of your heart and brain?

The sudden adrenaline shot that hits you square in the chest like a sledgehammer?

When you start chanting to all the Gods and Goddesses in existence “DONT LET ME FALL DONT LET ME FALL DONT LET ME FALL!!!!”

Arms flailing, your other foot dangling helplessly in the air, and for a split second you think you're just going to crash and burn.

That’s how life has felt for me the past few months. Like I’m going to crash and burn, that I’m going to fall on my ass in a most spectacular fashion.

And that I’m not going to be able to get back up.