"I want to ride the green rollercoaster." and off they went. My husband and youngest daughter who is now fifteen years old. It's a good thing they said it super fast and left. I do not like rollercoasters at all and never have. I realized today, I not only have my own rollercoaster fear - it's now a fear of my own children riding them. I felt so anxious and felt dizzy looking at it knowing they might be on it. Usually I can watch them and just think yuck, not me. Today, if I tried to look at it I think I would of burst in to tears. This might sound dramatic. I know there's science and engineering behind the design of rollercoasters. I know it took bravery to ride it. It made her happy and still I walked around and prayed it all turned it out okay. It did - she rode the green one again and enjoyed the peak speed of 65 miles per hour. I enjoyed my feet on the ground.
Thank you Two Writing Teachers for fostering this writing community.