Some of you may know that when I was a kid and even well into my adult years I was fascinated by sharks. I would collect National Geographics featuring sharks, I participated in debates about why sharks are amazing creatures (4th and 5th grade), and I loved watching movies and specials about them.
The funny thing is I was terrified of them. That was part of the appeal. I think because I viewed them as untouchable, in another world from mine, knowing if I swam with them (as was a fantasy of mine) I would be extremely vulnerable and it would probably end badly, ultimately this drew me to them and made me respect and admire them. So blah blah blah. I love sharks.
My sister Maddy has the same fear and fascination so when we went to Hawaii recently it took a lot to get the both of us to stop freaking out about the recent shark attack and just enjoy the water. So in honor of that fear, this link is for you, Maddy. I stumbled upon it and was pulled in for a good half hour figuring out where I’m probably not going to swim.
So here’s to Sharks and my uncomfortable strange obsession with them.
