At the beginning of the year, I posted a bucket list for us all to work on together--it guarantees a happier healthier 2014.
(check it out HERE! It's not too late to start)
Have you been working on your list? How's it going so far??
Last month when we ran away to the desert I checked one of the challenges off my list:
Do something that scares you.
Now I am not a climber--I don't pretend to be at all.
But the small handful of times I've tied myself in and scurried up a wall.....there has just been something about it. Something good. Something that always pulls me back and makes me want to try it again.
It also flat out, 100% terrifies me.
I feel so uneasy and awkward and unsure when my body is dangling off the ground.
I ask 97 times "do you have me", and do my fair share of squealing.
ali making her way upmy baby showing me how it's done!
On my way up, I got to a point where I decided was far enough....even though I wasn't to the top yet.
I was tired, shaky, and had lost my confidence in my ability to make it all the way.
And then I looked down
(why did I do that??!)
I needed to come down.
I let my fears overtake me, and was totally fine with failure this time.
Ali yelled at me.
Robby held the rope tight--the only way I was going was UP.
[...but actually, it turns out....I have the best friends and husband ever...]
After throwing around thoughts of divorce, and being frustrated because
"I WANT DOWN NOW!",
I forgot my fears--just for a few seconds--and somehow managed to move.
Until I stretched out and touched the top.
I was overwhelmed with happiness, relieved, extra squealy, and almost in tears.
I did it.
And now I know I have to do it again.