Leap of Faith

She stood before the merry-go-round wracked with indecision. Everyone was laughing and having so much fun, but it was going so quickly. She wanted to be a part of the fun, but couldn't quite work up the courage to take that leap.

They stuck their hand out to her, encouraging her to grab hold and jump. After much calculation and a final realization she would just have to trust and leap, she was on. Spinning, spinning, the world whizzing by in a big blur. It was so much fun. She was laughing too and couldn't remember why she was scared in the first place.

She stood among the mess her life had become. Everything that had been so promising and positive had fallen apart all at once. She watched as it all began to spin around her. Dizzying, sickening, it was all just spiraling out of control and she couldn't gain solid ground. In the whirlwind of blurry images before her, he suddenly appeared with a soft, loving face, his hand outstretched toward her. She hesitated and he said, "Just trust me. Grab my hand and leap." And she did. And she couldn't remember why she was ever scared in the first place.

They were enjoying the ride, but felt something was missing and that was when they saw him. They grabbed his tiny outstretched hand and pulled him in. It created a temporary imbalance. They had to adjust and then they couldn't imagine what it was like before he came on board. It was so much fun, they couldn't remember why they were ever scared in the first place.

Then, she appeared. The persistent free spirit that insisted on being a part of their game. Mesmerized by her beauty, they pulled her in. She wavered and they thought, briefly, she might fall. They hoped and prayed and begged her to just trust them, they would take care of her if she would just leap. She did and they became a family of four. And they laughed and loved and played and couldn't remember why they were ever scared in the first place.

The years passed and they enjoyed the ride. The dancing, the spinning, the laughing. Then it was time. Each in their turn, the children took their own leaps of faith into their own lives and families. Spinning, laughing, loving and enjoying the ride. They couldn't remember why they were ever scared in the first place.

The merry-go-round was slowing. The ride had been incredible and they were nearing it's end. It was just the two of them left, they stared long and hard at each other, kissed and embraced. He smiled at her with a smile that was weathered, but still gentle, soft and loving. He said one last time, "Trust me." and held out his hand to her. This time she wasn't scared. She took it and together, they leapt.

**This post is inspired by Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Prompt #2 " Write a post that begins and ends with a merry-g0-round"