There's a calming feeling to it, being underwater. I remember when I was a kid, instead of floating on my back, I'd rather float facing down the water. Also, I'm not an excellent swimmer but I learned how to skin dive as early as 12 years old. There's just something about being submerged in water, seeing nothing but the deep blue, and hearing nothing but the humdrum of moving water that gives me a sense of peace.
Anyway, I've always wondered what it would feel like to stay underwater for more than a few minutes. Hence the interest in scuba diving. My sister was actually the one who got me interested in it in the first place. She's been a diver for what, five years now? She treated me to an intro dive some three years ago and since then, scuba diving has been a long-running contender in my to-do list.
But because of budget, time constraint, blah blah blah, I never got to try it out. Until this year.
It was an impulse decision. Some of my friends got certified a month earlier. Then one of my closest friends from college said she wanted to give it a try. So I thought, what the heck? Why am I bending myself backwards over work if not to be able to do the stuff that I want to? So, dismissing any second thoughts, I called up my sister's dive instructor, Rob, and arranged for my friend April and I to take diving classes.
And so two classroom sessions and two pool sessions later, we finally headed out for our check-out dive.
IT WAS ONE OF THE COOLEST EXPERIENCE EVER.
"Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things that I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference."
I think tonight answered just about every bit of question I had about what to do next. I got my sign. A glaring sign at that.
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