Jump!

I could use a vacation from these treatments. I'm trying to keep the glass half full, but all these bitches (friends <3 I love) are taking vacations to the beach, and I can't help but feel dumpy and jealous.  

The travel bug has got a hold of me and I wish I was not plugged into this treatment plan for another three months. It feels like I'm wasting my life away with all the mundane trips to the Dr. to get poisoned and then recovering from the poisoning just to get poisoned again. 

Just four more treatments!

We spent Saturday at Turner Falls, not quite the beach, but I got my nature fix. I was able to spend time away from home and had a nice adventure with my love. The trip was to see John Waters do a talk at the Ada film festival; patting myself on the back for seeing all his films.

Traveling across the state through Oklahoma spring thunderstorms was an adventure in itself. The storm left the valley floor flooded at the falls, so we were not able to hike around the falls. We took a zip line over the falls instead, it was spectacular.

                                                                                    Zipping over the falls, I was reminded of my fear of heights / of falling, but I was also reminded of my want to jump. No worries people I did not jump, duh! I'm here now to write about it.

The want to jump is my reminder to not let life's fears like falling from such great heights keep me from living the life that I want. Why let the fear of the fall keep me from making the choice to jump off and live. Fear is make believe, but the act of jumping off is real. My choice to jump is the warrior inside me fighting for life.