Funny how life throws you a curve ball when you least expect it. Emotional scars which have been hidden from view and yourself. When they arise in you , it is like waves of an ocean. When I was very young I lived overseas. At one point I was swimming in the ocean at a beach. At that time lifeguards weren’t employed. You would swim at your risk. I remember swimming and the undertow of a wave took me under. I scrambled frantically for a few minutes before popping up on top of the water coming on the beach tired. I guess that is why I was always wary of the ocean, and felt better in a pool.
Another memory, when I was at a class trip. I was running down a extinct volcano with sharp rocks towards the bus at an animal reserve. I slipped and landed hard on my back, knocking the wind out of me. All I remember is landing on my back . Fast forward 50 years. I have the opportunity to email my favorite teacher from back then at a school reunion. He told me that I did a 360 in the air and thought I was dead.(I didn’t remember that part). He ran down and approached me and asked if I was ok. I meekly said I’m ok, got up and went toward the bus.