Building Bridges
There was a girl who built bridges. She built whole roads over rivers. She sculpted magnificent structures. She constructed entire worlds and never stopped. Her legs were as strong as the iron beams she used, and her arms were as steady as the paths she paved. She worked too hard, too long, and too alone. And sometimes she didn’t listen to what people told her, even if they meant well enough. Many people tried to help and got fed up, and they let their anger creep into the words they spoke. The people she built the bridges for said, “It’s not strong enough,” and the people who wanted to build their own said, “You’re too slow,” and the people who were supposed to pay said, “This isn’t worth the investment.” And she was crushed, so, she destroyed. Every bridge she built, torn apart by her bare hands. She yelled and screamed and thrashed, until she was standing in the middle and realized there was no one there to catch her. And she fell,...