

That first step...
I remember the summer days from my childhood fondly. The lake in my hometown where pretty much everyone gathered. Young and old. Remembering all the splashing and running around. My tiny body, shivering from having been in that water for hours. The bees buzzing. The lush trees and that faint smell of a BBQ somewhere. The dripping from the delicious ice creams, that would make my small hands all sticky.
When I was 10 years old I jumped from the diving tower (33 feet) at the