I'm not afraid of heights. I rock climb. I can repel off the side of a building.

Highest of heights, I climb this mountain and feel one with the rock and grit and solitude echoing back at me.

It is the conquest of this fear that adds half the charm to climbing.

I'm afraid of heights. Not unreasonably, but rationally afraid of heights. I think everyone is.

A lot of people are afraid of heights. Not me, I'm afraid of widths.

Some days, I feel like I should win Best Mom of the Day award, and some days, I find myself doing strange things that don't have any real purpose, in faraway corners in my house, and I realize I am literally and deliberately hiding from my children.