The Great Leap of Faith

I remember in the movie Clueless, when Tai was sitting on the railing at the second floor of the mall and flirted with two guys by asking, "If I fall, would you guys catch me?"

That line always stuck with me. In life, how many of us can count the number of people who would catch us if we fall? From a bad breakup? From tough financial times? From a bad mood?

Who can you actually count on?

And when you do make that great leap of faith...who will be there to genuinely support you?

If the world was black and white (figuratively) and people were diamonds or cubic zirconas, I wish that I could hire a diamond expert to examine everyone around me and let me know who the real gems are...and who are the cz's posing as the real thing.

Last night, as I was painting my future with my dad over the phone, he said that he would support my endeavors...and I felt so blessed...having such a wonderful dad.

I told my mom once that if I were to be reincarnated and I was lucky (or unlucky) enough to be human again, I would still want them to be my parents. The same goes for my brother too.

And I'm thinking...I feel lucky because I have faith that if I fall, one of them will catch me.