high dive

I’ve planned for and anticipated the launch of this blog for months.  Yet as is so often my way, I procrastinated and worried about how others would judge my writing.   I have determined that today is the day…no more fear, no more excuses!

I feel much like I did the summer after 5th grade as I climbed the many steps up the ladder to the high dive at our local swim club.  My knees shook as I edged towards the end of the board.  I arrived at my launching point and stared down at the water below.  I was faced with a choice.  I could turn around, retrace my steps, and experience failure or I could close my eyes and jump.  I could hear those in line behind me growing restless and impatient as I stood motionless.  Then, in an instant, I confidently hurled myself downward.  The momentary terror transformed into a thrilling confidence as successfully splashed into the cool water.  I’d completed what I’d set out to do, and nobody could take that accomplishment from me!

So now, as I stand at the edge of the blogosphere, knees shaking and heart racing, I hold my breath, plug my nose, and bellow, “3, 2, 1, go!” as I dive in.