Danielle of Sometimes Sweet has come up with the most wonderful weekly post idea: Journal Day! I am so excited to participate and read everyone elses responses. It's also going to be exciting to have a new prompt to look forward to each week :) Yay!
So here we go with prompt 1:
Describe a "first" (first date, first lie, the first time you experienced something, first time in a particular setting, etc). Include as many details as possible to paint a picture.
I had absolutely no problem with water as a small child. I took swimming lessons at an early age and I loved being in the water. My dad took my sisters and I to the lake every weekend and we had so much fun! I used to think that the little buoys marking off the swimming area also had nets that went to the bottom to keep the fish and turtles and snakes away from the people visiting their territory. I can't remember why I asked about them, but when I found out they didn't exist, my previously fearless attitude about water came crashing down. I was about 6 or 7 then and I was suddenly terrified! Although nothing had every happened to me while swimming, I couldn't help but fear what I couldn't see. Suddenly I imagined all sorts of water creatures swimming near me. I was afraid I'd step on something with teeth and that it would be the end of me! Our weekly trips to the lake continued and I still got into the water, but with time my fear grew and grew until I finally just stopped getting in. After I reached that point, the only water adventures I had were in swimming pools. I hadn't even put a foot in lake or ocean water since jr high!
Fast forward to June 2011. I packed my bags for a family trip to Cozumel via cruise ship (also a first). The family had decided that while in Cozumel, we were going to go snorkeling! Eeek! At first I just assumed that I wasn't going to do it. (Inside I was kicking myself for my fear of water and I really did want to do it). As the day got closer I kept telling myself that everything would be fine and that I'd have lots of fun and to just do it. Once I shop docked and we were all getting ready to go on our snorkeling adventure, I decided I was going to do it. I had to get over it and enjoy the experience. The water in Cozumel is absolutely beautiful. Unlike the ocean water at home (Texas), this water was incredibly clear and the prettiest blue I've ever seen. I was actually getting excited about getting into the water! Which is something I hadn't felt since early childhood. We found our way to the boat that would be taking us to our snorkeling location and boarded. We were handed fns, snorkels, and masks as we borded and found our way to the back of the boat. We were off! As we went further and further I started to feel a sting of panic. This water was going to be deeper than I had imagined! I had never been snorkeling before. I didn't know what to expect! The boat finally came to a stop. The water was 30 feet! It was still clear, but the bottom was blurred by the gentle waves caused by the bobbing of the boat. I wasn't about to embarrass myself by being to only person who refused to get into the water (as I had done many times in the past!). I threw on my gear and headed for the jump off gate. I had the option of going down some steps into the water, but my family wanted to do the jump-in option so I decided to do the same. I tried to not think about it. I stepped up and didn't hesitate. I held my mask to my face as the water moved quickly up my body. I was in. I quickly made my way to the surface in order to get my mask on my face. I slid it down and cleared my snorkel as the guides had instruced. I immediately help my face to the water and peered into the water. I had to know what was around me. It was beautiful. I sudden rush of happiness and a sense of peace came to me. I didn't want to leave! There were fish swimming all around me. They were just as curious as I was! Something happened in that moment that I had never even considered in the past, and I certainly didn't expect it: I fell in love with the ocean.
Going snorkeling for the first time was a real eye opener for me. It enabled me to ease some of my fear of water. I went to the lake a couple of weekends ago and let myself go knee deep. I know that doesn't seem like much, but for me it's something to smile at myself for. I'm planning on taking a scuba course and becoming certified sometime in the future. I hear Lake Travis is a great dive location in Texas for freshwater diving. :)