I’ve never felt anything like it before. We had completed our arduous climb up the hundreds of stairs only minutes ago. A slow creep upward in the hot sun. The mass of us dressed in all variety of aquatic wear, sunscreen, and personal misc… tats, jewelry, and chlorine soaked body hair. It’s the environment where everyone fights complaining yet we all feel the same, hot, tired, and impatient. The climb must be worth the pain.
I was there just to be with her. My fearless, adventurous, mini me. She’s the only one in our family who likes amusement parks and all their terror. I’m not a fan, but I do it for her. I’ll fight through just about any discomfort for my kids.
There we were, finally at the top. She was nearly two feet shorter than I, not able to see what was ahead. Personally, I had been analyzing our future adventure for several minutes. Pondering my own comfort level. Was this even safe? Is it just me or do you also wonder at the science behind the safety of amusement rides on occasion? Surely, there must be some law of physics or something that guarantees that we won’t flip off that raft we were about to climb into? That’s exactly where my mind had been just before I felt it.
The overwhelming sensation of fear, that’s what it was. As soon as we were cued in the rider line, a wave of fear rushed over me. Oddly though, I wasn’t the source. It was my mini. Her fear was so intense that it was uncontainable. I became a drenched bystander. When fear reaches this level it must be addressed. It takes courage to address our fears.
As I looked at her flushed little tween-aged face I knew she needed a way out of the fear. “Let’s not do this,” and with an extended hand I led her down the hundreds of stairs we had just ascended. No shame allowed.
Since fear is the emotion we feel when our deepest sense of security is challenged it’s important we do not judge or shame. As much as we would all love to say that we are wholeheartedly anchored in the security and protection of God (for Christians of course) we all experience drift. Some drift in the direction of popularity, some finances, some success. The important reality we need to face is that drift happens, and when it hits, we all need people who can offer a way to safety.
When fear feels like a tsunami who to you turn to for help?
You need your people to be strong and courageous,
If you’re in a place where life is hard and need some perspective, I’m glad you found me.
PERSPECTIVE is what I can offer you. I’m a wife of 20 years, mom of a couple of teens, I’ve worked in corporate America, run a small family owned business, and served faithfully in ministry along the way. I’ve been a working mom, a homeschooling mom, and whatever else the world has chosen to label me. When I had a big important job – I also had a nanny, when I traded my private office and six figure salary to give my family the attention they needed, I became the nanny and day one almost broke me. Over the last 20 years, I’ve upsized, downsized, and weathered many storms, but that’s life…LIFE HAPPENS. If you’re feeling discouraged because LIFE HAS HAPPENED, or HAS HAPPENED AGAIN, I’m here to help you gain PERSPECTIVE. Not to sugar coat your version of hard, but to offer some real PERSPECTIVE coming from a gal who’s developed grit through adversity. I’m here to remind you that cultivating courage in your everyday ordinary life is the path to help you find some higher ground and gain a healthy PERSPECTIVE to keep moving forward.