I was swimming with my 3-year-old daughter though I wouldn’t call it swimming. I started out with my legs in the water, just walking around following her to be sure she didn’t drown. I was having a great time watching her enjoy going down the big toy slide. And that was about my participation, just watching and trying to keep her safe. Then I took her down the super huge yellow slide. The first time I tried to keep my hair dry because, you know I don’t like fixing my hair if I can help it. But it did get a little splashed on at the end. The next time we went down we were going really fast and it was exciting and fun and I just wasn’t able to keep my head up when we fell in. And that was it. That was all I needed and I was free. I was already wet. What could I be afraid of now? I was free to just enjoy and have fun.

I have wanted to start a blog for a long time. And I have writing I would like to post. But the fact is I have been living on the sidelines. I have not had the courage to put myself out there and get fully and completely wet. I’ll be honest. Fear takes over and I don’t do anything. But I feel like I am starting on a journey. I am posting for the shear fact that I want to live fully and completely and feel alive. I am tired of letting fear control my life. I am letting go and diving in.