Plunge – Wherever that leads, let’s just do this.
The first time I distinctly remember taking a plunge is when after many attempts when my dad had tried to teach me to dive without bellyflopping, the camera was at the ready even if I was not. At the last minute I held my nose and jumped into the pool instead. OK, I was only 10 years old.
A few years later, I plunged headlong into a gorse bush when the horse I was riding refused to jump and I flew over his head and landed in the prickly gorse. “Enough” I said as I pulled the gorse prickles out of my tender bottom. No more plunges for me!
Except there are many times since then I have taken the plunge.
Marriage – was definitely a plunge into the unknown. 52 years later and that plunge was indeed a worthwhile endeavour.
Motherhood – another plunge, a lifelong commitment and now it continues into the delights of grand-parenting.
I plunged into a new career direction. Now that was an amazing experience that took me on so many adventures.
Whilst I have tried to make positive decisions about where I would take the next plunge into the great unknown, I have since discovered that sometimes the best thing to do is just hold your nose and jump into that pool.
I wonder what plunges I will take in 2023. Whatever happens, I will just do this again and again.
Life is like that. Life is for living. Every single day.
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What a great post, Liana! Taking those plunges into life events is really what it’s all about, right? Great shot of you jumping into the pool. Congrats on 52 years of marriage as well! I suppose we will all see what 2023 plunges us into–let’s hope for a peaceful year for a change!
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I enjoyed this post, but oh man, ouch. I remember falling into a batch of stinging nettles once. That was NOT fun.
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That sounds worse than gorse. Ouchies. Pleased you enjoyed it.
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