Sunday, September 11, 2011

Day 11: Fears

I'm not gonna lie: I'm a scaredy cat. A chicken. A weenie. Whew. Now that the cat is out of the bag, I can list some things that scare me.

I don't know why.... It gives me chills looking at it. 
You'd think someone who shoots guns for a living wouldn't be scared of them.
It's a healthy fear.
Again, doesn't my job entail facing this weather when everyone else runs?
(well, not me but other people in the CG...)
I HATE THUNDERSTORMS. What a weenie! Source.

But my real fear, my deep down keeps me up at night fear, is something happening to Grace. That, and her growing up in a world where people can't be trusted and you always have to look over your shoulder. Where children are snatched from bus stops and people fly planes into buildings or open fire in restaurants. I wish I was born in to 40's where this stuff seemed less prevalent. I wish she could grow up playing in the streets like my mom did, or having sleepovers like I did.

This is such a not fun post!!!


  1. I despise thunderstorms! I remember going and waking my parents up all the time when I was little because I was so scared. Luckily that fear has gotten better, but I still hate them!

  2. I have a daughter who is scared of clowns :/ but we love thunder-storms even though they're scared of them too :D

  3. I totally agree with the clowns, and no - not a fun post!!!


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