A small bridge or hanging bridge always makes me feel uncomfortable. I always thought that the frame and the support were not strong enough, so they would be detached from the main construction. I afraid to fall to the water, because I couldn’t swim to save my life.
I remember my friend held my hand strongly to make me cross a hanging bridge over a small river. It was the most embarrassing moment in my life. The bridge continued to falter when we stepped, and I started to scream. But he held my hand in his hand, and put it close to his chest, he ask me to see the sky and the beautiful river, so I could forget my fears for a while.
Ten months ago, I challenged myself to cross a floating platform bridge over the Java Sea which connect two jetties of my factory.
I was alone, no one beside me to hold my hand. It’s very hard for me to take the first steps. But I knew I should. Both of my hands held the frame, and I walked like a creep.
My biggest fear suddenly came when I stood in the middle of the platform, because I realized that I was so far away from the land. The clouds were darker and it started to rain. I couldn’t get anywhere. I had tried to step back to the land, but then I thought : “I must reach that end point. Do it now, or I will be a coward forever.” After more than 10 minutes stood in the silence, considered all possibilities (and almost cried), I decided to step forward. I remember what my friend had told me : “See the beautiful sky and river, so you can forget your fear!”
Still my hands held the frame, tighter. I started to walk as fast as possible. And this is the reward for my struggle :
.. A very beautiful and unforgettable view.. Finally, I won over my fears and my tears.
Those photos in this post were taken a week ago. Now I have no problem to walk over this floating bridge (but I still need to hold the frame tightly… LOL)