So in my mind I am a very courageous intended person. :) That means I have things I think I can do but deep inside me I have a fear issue. I have shared this story before so here is the abbreviated version. Fourteen years ago, while on vacation I was so excited to find out we could take a little class at the resort we were at and they would take us out in the ocean, and start scuba diving. When we got out there and they explained I had to flip off the boat backwards with all my scuba tank on in the the ocean I froze and couldn't do it, which prompted them to push me over the edge to show me I could. This ended my scuba trip and I went back in the boat very disappointed with myself.
Yesterday, I decided to put up lights on our house. David was not feeling very well yesterday, so I thought I would take on the job. I started off fine and got the ladders up, but they didn't reach the peak of the roof. I knew I needed to go on the roof. I kept trying to rationalize how it wasn't a big deal and once up there I would be fine. But the wind kept blowing and I was having a hard time following through. Finally, I got up the courage and up I started climbing to a spot I could get on the roof. I climbed over the top of the ladder onto the roof and it was a bit slippery and the ladder slid a bit. I sat down with my racing heart and shaking arms, and thought, if I sit up here long enough I will acclimate and be able to move. The wind was blowing through my hair and this did not help a bit. I started to move and did not feel like I could get a good grip with my feet. Once again quite disappointed in myself, I called Sierra (thankfully I had my phone on me) and asked her to come help put the ladder back in position so I could get down. You would not believe how hard is was to get enough courage to swing my leg back over the ladder and climb down, but I don't think there was another option and trying not to be a total wimp in front of my offspring I did it.
Fear is a funny thing. Sometimes it protects us and sometimes it prevents us from accomplishing things we want to do like scuba diving and hanging lights on our house. Maybe it wasn't safe for me to be up there or maybe I needed more courage. My son in law got up on his roof and put up his lights that day so it couldn't have been that bad. I did finish my lights in a line across the front of my house, very unprofessional looking but they are up and will hopefully add a little holiday cheer to those coming to our home. Here is the finished sad product but done in love. Have a great day and God bless.
Alicia
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finished |
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They are a bit brighter then this picture shows :) |
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The tree is up and the stockings are hung, let's celebrate the birth of our Savior |
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