Last night my father and I had an interesting conversation, and at one point, he claimed that he had me pin pointed. I chuckled and asked him how so. He claimed that I was not afraid of anything but fear itself. I was confused by this until he proceeded to explain, "If someone broke in your house right now, you would not hesitate to attack them. You are a strong person, but if someone, broke in her house and walked out before returning you would crumble into a million pieces."
I thought awhile about this, and I realized that fear is a lack of control. My fear is fear, lacking control. If you really think about it, everyone (well, most people) has this in common. We are not really afraid of spiders or heights. We are afraid of not being able to control what happens if the spider bites us or we fall off that building.
I know some of you probably think this is just a random "common sense" type of rambling, but I really do believe it is one of the wisest things I have heard thus far. Anyways, I must go before the little one wakes up. Have a wonderful day.
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