The last time I posted I talked about fears. I mentioned one of my fears was snakes. A few days ago when I went outside in the front yard to check out the beautiful white butterfly flitting around the butterfly bush (butterflies and hummingbirds love that plant), I walked across the grass barefoot. I was standing there staring at the bush, hoping the butterfly would light so I could get a good look at it. I hadn't seen a white one like that at the bush before. Something tickled the top of my toes and foot. I thought it was the grass since it hadn't been cut yet because it's been raining so much. I happen to glance down, and it was a snake sliding over my foot. Thankfully it was only a foot long. But a snake is a snake, even if it looked like a baby one. At that moment I jumped back and looked around for its mama. I don't think my heart stop beating fast for a long time after that. I learned a few lessons that day: don't walk barefoot across the grass, look down where you walk (I could have stepped on it and that thought makes me shudder), and check out the yard before going across it.
Have you ever had a close encounter with one of your fears?