Time to confess.
I am a tad bit afraid of heights, ledges, drops offs, cliffs, and any combination of the above.
As proven by this picture – I did make it to the top of Angel’s Landing in 2002. Then again in 2008.
But not this time.
I stayed at the saddle.
My fear of heights is a little different then normal peoples fear of heights.
Did I just say I’m not normal.
Oh well, it may or may not be true, but I have never heard of anyone else having this version.
I am not scared for my self, but for him.
And for cute grandpa’s
carrying the cutest baby.
It is a little sketchy, you know.
I have a fear of watching something happen to someone else, especially if the someone else is someone I love.
Yes, I am nervous for everyone of them.
Mostly for those I am sorry to say that should not be doing this.
Please, I beg you do not DO THIS.
There are cliff, and ledges, and drop offs that go a long, long, long, way down.
I tell ya I’ve been there.
In spite of this crippling fear, that made me stay below, and chew my finger nails.
He made it.
All the way to the top, and then some.
First words when he got down
“MOM what’s the big deal.”
Now you know why I have this teensy little fear of heights.
2 comments:
This post made my plams sweat. Carlie has made me promise that I will never hike that or make the kids hike it. That hsuold be an easy promise to keep :-)
Those are neat pictures, and Jen, I didn't know you were so worried or then I would have been even more worried.
Thanks for making it a fun and safe hike for everyone. OH, to be young again. Love, Grandma Z
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