Riding Out My Comfort ZoneA Story by Shelley WarnerAnother episode in "Adventures with John in his Red Ford Truck" (though this adventure is in a purple dune buggy.I was a little apprehensive about riding the sand dunes with John; but it was the highlight of a trip we took to the Oregon coast in April 2023. We climbed into the dune buggy with Zach riding shotgun and John and I in the middle seat. “I never dreamed I’d get to ride the sand dunes,” Zach remarked. I felt grateful. Grateful that John had come into my life three years ago. Grateful that he plans such enjoyable outings with us. Grateful that he’s like a fun grandpa for Zach. We took off at a comfortable pace, with Clay, the motorist taking us through sandy trails. “If you want,” Clay instructed, “you can hang on to the side of the buggy or the bar in front of you.” I held on for dear life to a purple metal bar; for soon we were racing up the sides of sandy hills, swerving side ways at times and over the tops at other times. With my other hand, I held John's hand tightly. “How are you doing?” John asked me when we stopped on a flat plain so Clay could get out and take our pictures with our phones. “It’s a little scary,” I said, “but I trust you. And I trust the driver.” John smiled encouragingly. I told him that as we sped through a sharp curve, I envisioned myself flying out of the side of the vehicle and landing in a heap on the sand, bringing an end to an exciting adventure. “But that couldn’t happen because I’m securely buckled in,” I added. "No, plus you wouldn't get hurt landing on sand," he laughed. We crossed a shallow stream and picked up speed again. I continued to cling to John’s hand. I felt safe with him. When we finished our ride, John said, “I hope that was a little fun for you.” “It was a little out of my comfort zone,” I answered. “But you were with me. You thought I’d freak out, didn’t you?” “Yes, I thought you might.” “But I didn’t. I think I did pretty good.” “You did excellent,” he replied. I beamed with pleasure at his praise. And throughout the day, I thought about how I liked the safety of my hand in his. I felt good that I could ride out of my comfort zone with him. © 2023 Shelley WarnerAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 8, 2023 Last Updated on April 8, 2023 AuthorShelley WarnerCamas, WAAboutI like to write about my life. Sounds a little narcissistic, right? But it's the challenges, the griefs, the joys, the faith struggles, and the enjoyment of nature that inspires me. I have published t.. more..Writing
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