My Deepest Fear
If you follow me on Facebook you have heard me reference my “bestie.” She happens to be another blogger, a USMC spouse (once a wife always a wife, if once a Marine, always a Marine, right?), and my soul mate. My husband understands this and finds us utterly ridiculous. She is a talented woman and very honest and insightful. She wrote a post about fear. And she shared her greatest fear with so much bravery that I was inspired. I have plenty of phobias in this world. I have a paralyzing fear of clowns. It is known as coulrophobia. I once froze in a haunted house and began to cry and the person who ushers people through had to ask the clown to leave the area so I could continue. And while I actually enjoy going to haunted houses (I’m saying the words knowing that is a lie. And it’s Continue reading My Deepest Fear