For the last year I have been looking at a tree across the street with the recurring urge to climb it. Finally on Sunday, at the prompting of my husband, I crossed the street to reach for my dream. Upon closer look, the lowest branch was much higher than it appeared from afar and I asked Karl for a boost. He refused my request stating that if I wanted to climb the tree, it was all up to me. I circled the tree multiple times making numerous awkward attempts of pulling myself up until at long last I hoisted myself to the first branch where I rested longer than I care to admit before dragging myself a little higher to conquer my challenge with Karl standing by to catch me if a faltered. While I physically climbed the tree myself, Karl did give me the boost I asked for by letting me know I could do it myself, with him standing by. For now I'll resist the urge to try to do a cartwheel!
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May 2022
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