My self selected memory for this final narrative is one that stuck with me until this writing of it because of its startling unexpectedness and the disturbing happenings that I accredit the birth of my larger thoughts about mortality and our experiences and times on this earth and my hope that you, the reader will find it interesting. My father, brother and I had gone out to a small nearby lake sunken in the earth with earth walls surrounding the body of water, on a small motorized boat, as one does, with North’s old wrestling coach who had extended the invitation to my father and the rest of his familial entourage.
We had been out on the water for a couple hours, lazily swimming around. Occasionally …show more content…
After having seen others take these leaps being greeted with the widely subconscious placement of trust in the lake and personification of greeting breadth in it’s once again symbolic all encompassing watery embrace; the proposition was raised for someone within our party to join the swimmers leaping from the rocks.
Then something maybe akin to a message from a higher power if I did believe in any motivations or actions by a higher power we saw a young man, white, with blue shorts adorning the bottom of his torso hanging down below his knees; this young man, appropriately clad for the activity lept from the cliff cascading into the lake.
With one simple distinction in his leap that separated, the leap he had made, no doubt with the idea in mind of reaching the water diving deep in it like the others before him was shattered when his leap fell just short of the safely watery liquid cushioning that the others had found sanction in after their jumps; meeting him below in his fall was the rocky