What scares you? I fear having a heart attack while playing the game Charades. And public speaking. I fear heights. I get woozy on a stepladder, or looking down a staircase, or when I sing gospel classics like "Love Lifted Me." That's what you get from living your entire life on the prairies, where the largest hill in sight is that mound of dirt a gopher pushed up in your backyard.
Of course, fear is healthy if you stumble on a grizzly bear and her cubs. It'll stop you from giving junior a hug. Just curl up in a ball and say, "Mommy."
Such fear is a lifesaver. But it isn't often you and I are...
