Charlie loves swimming in the lake. No matter how frigid the water, he walks deftly forward into it. In one motion and without hesitation he dives in! My technique, while predictable, is a little less fluid. I tip-toe in...inching painfully forward and occasionally backward. I gasp for air as with each step the water creeps higher. I stand for a few moments legs submerged but torso still warm and dry and tentatively pat the water with my fingers. I stare into it, almost giddy with the thoughts of the shock and thrill of plunging head first in. I'm going to do it. Here I go. No, now. Now!
Charlie will say "I can't believe you went in!"
Don't I always?
It occurred to me today that is exactly how I feel at the moment about this new plunge. I am standing half submerged, gingerly tapping the water - a little giddy - about to dive in.
Thank-you for returning to my blog and I promise to have pictures up next week of things happening! (okay, maybe they will be mundane things, but there will be progress!)