An Unforgettable Experience

Staring down at what seemed to be a never-ending abyss of water, I was sure that I wasn't going to jump. The twenty-minute hike to the cliff while wearing only a swimsuit and flip-flops seemed enough for one day. Jumping alone into the open air of the 20-foot drop did not look like an invigorating experience. It seemed terrifying. How would I possibly make it the whole 20 feet? The wind could carry me back, and I could hit the rock. I could accidentally land in too shallow water. I could slip and fall head first. There were endless possibilities of what could happen. One thing was for sure: none of them would happen to me. I was not jumping. For someone so absolutely set on a decision, it is surprising how quickly my thoughts could change. How would I possibly go home after climbing my way up the rock and not jump? I could miss out on an incredible experience. I could regret something that I will never have the opportunity to do again. I could look back and wonder why I skipped out on such an exciting event. So, I went for it. I jumped, and it was amazing. In that moment I felt refreshed, I felt exhilarated, and most of all I felt alive.


Alison Elberger

writer