When my daughter was little she decided to go up onto the high dive and jump off.
She had been swimming for awhile and had jumped off the regular diving board a few times, but never the high dive.
She climbed the ladder with ease and watched the others go off.
But she froze before going out onto the board.
She took her time, having a strong sense of herself.
There was quite a line forming, but she didn’t let it bother her.
She eventually walked to the end of the board and looked down.
I could see her standing, with courage, at the end of the board, trying to decide to jump off.
She stood there a very long time.