Today’s daily prompt asks
I remember when I was a kid, I absolutely hated heights. I don’t know why, I used to look over the side of the building and my knees would turn rubber. Meanwhile putting a poker face saying “What a view! excuse me while I go get something to drink” something about being anywhere more than 20 feet used to freak me out, That was. Until my parents sent my sister and I off to a summer camp and part of the activities included were horseback riding, rafting and yep you guessed it! climbing! Now, Being a 13 year old boy I had foolish pride and didn’t want to seem weak around all the other girls.
Boy, did I regret that decision! I climbed to the ledge of the rock formation with a sense of accomplishment only to hear the guide go “Alright now my colleague below will help you rappel back down, just lean back and hop”. Boy, I looked at him like he had grown 20 heads and antennas to be sure! I asked him “uh what?” so he showed me the motion and once again my pride took over me looking down at everyone waiting for me. It was nerve wracking to be sure but you know what? half way down I could see all the way to the lodge and the wild river that was nearby, In the end I really did enjoy it! It was like as if life was telling me that hey this is what you’re missing out on. Now, I absolutely love heights and have a bad habit of looking for ways to take great photo shots from the highest points in the city lol!
Oh and yes, If some of you kind folks call forgetting my wallet when I was dating my ex a chance? I suppose you’re right, In a great way lol! :P