The Log Walk
I don’t know how to swim and I don’t know how to cross that log.
It was one of my most unforgettable feeling in my whole life (as of today).
Some may think I exaggerate because the river doesn’t seem to be so deep and looks just ordinary.
But during that time, I was so damn SCARED.
My legs was shaking as I was walking towards the middle part.
I initially thought I can do it without any hardship but as I move towards the least supported part which is the middle area, the log started to shake and so am I.
I was so nervous and I was trying to shrug my fear by shouting, thinking I can release it through my voice but of course, it was no use.
I was in the middle of a shaking log, in the center of a lagoon (I don’t know how deep the water is) without any support and I know, right then and there, I can die.
As I’ve said, I don’t know how to swim and though I have a life vest with me, I still don’t want to give in and I’m so determined to cross that shit.
One by one.
One little step at a time.
Shake after shake.
Heartbeat after heartbeat.
Yes, I was scared, I fear the unknown and at the same time, I hate NOT to FINISH that road.
I’m so sure I can do it but that time, I almost gave up and just drown myself in the river.
But, to make the long story short, I did it!
After a grueling 20 minutes, (my estimate) that seemed like a lifetime for me, I was able to finish it and cross the other line.
Yes, I found victory.
Fast forward to this year, I still can’t forget that same feeling because somehow that is how I face my life.
Though I have the confidence that I can face any challenge that life has to offer me, towards the middle, I was shaken , lost all hope and I can say that sometimes, I want to give up and submit myself to failure.
But, somehow, as much as I could, I’ll try to get what I want and just wanted to get those things done.
It has never been easy.
Nevertheless, in the end, it’s just so worth it.