Archive for September, 2011

There is a line of wisdom out there that suggests you should do one thing every day that scares you.  Frankly, I don’t have time for that.

After church on Sunday, Spawn and I packed a couple of bags and headed out of town.  I’d sort of made plans in my head of how this was going to go, while also being open to whatever presented itself in front of me.

In the ten years I’ve been Spawn’s mom, I’ve learned that with Spawn you have to have a certain amount of flexibility, because the kid will confound the best laid plans, every time.  It’s far better to just have a loose idea of what you’re going to do and be willing to change your itinerary as you go along.

I tend to fancy myself as quite the outdoorsy person, when current evidence would suggest the contrary (see: artificial nails).  I’m continually surprised by how far away I’ve gotten from the person I used to be, once upon a time.  Some things have changed and will stay changed — I don’t have much intention of ever tent camping again — and other things I really miss doing.  Of course my life, with its’ schedules and responsibilities, sort of precludes things like getting back into riding or further exploring whitewater rafting.  But I’ve learned that if Spawn is game to try something new, I should be, too.

Within reason, of course.

This is how I came to be standing on a platform in the woods, sixty feet off the ground, in the rain, tethered to a metal cable, and jumping into the leafy abyss.

If you’ve never ziplined, I would recommend the experience.


— Mox


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