Terrified!

In the past few months leading up to this trip, a lot of people have asked me if I feel excited. My answer to that question has almost always been "No, I'm terrified!"

This morning, while enjoying breakfast with a friend, I described the feeling I have as being akin to what many of us have experienced standing on the edge of the high dive as a kid.

Unsure of what the experience will be like, you teeter on the edge, waiting for courage to kick in. All your friends have told you how much fun ensues after the leap, but from 20 ft. above the water now is looking like a great time to get on your hands and knees, crawl back to the ladder and sheepishly climb back down. Just thinking of all the probable mishaps is enough to give you hot and cold sweats. You could belly flop, or worse, get tripped up on your way over the edge!

But as many of us know, once we conquered our fears and got over that first leap, we returned time and time again to plunge into those cool, deep waters. Some of us even learned how to do it with some finesse.