Our Journey Together to the Tower

I know it has been a very looong time since I posted my last blog here. And I thought it is just about time... coz love takes tyne... 

I decided to write something personal and special to me - a journey I had started with someone special - the one who ROBbed my heart. :)

  • I had a tailbone injury back in July from jumping off a 15-meter waterfalls. (Insert face-palm here). And since then, long sitting and strenous activities have caused me discomfort and pain. I had to stop working out for months. So when I heard about the CN Tower Climb in November, I thought it would be impossible for me to do it and tick it off my to-do list. Not to mention I have a claustrophobic tendency. My family doctor was even reluctant about my idea. But I still decided to go ahead so I could take part in its worthy cause: to give back to the community.

Climbing up 1776 stair steps excluding the walk to the tower and 147 floors had been quite an experience. I used to just look up to this tower before and wondered if I could one day climb it. Once you decided to go for it, you could only climb up. I was told that if you had to stop in the middle, you will need to be helped with a rope going down since the stairs were narrow and hundreds of people were climbing up at the same time. Every step taken was a milestone for me. It greatly helped too that I had someone reminding me to keep pushing forward and never look down - always one foot forward. Despite of him having knee pain and lacking sleep since he was coming from work that morning, he still decided to do it with me. He could be that overprotective - yes. He also reminded me that along our climb, it is OK to stop, rest and catch our breaths. So when we made it to the top of the tower, I knew we had conquered and reached a point which to us was nearly an impossible feat considering our physical limitations.

For some it may not be the CN Tower, it could be the Mount Everest or some more death-defying feats, but in all these, leap of faith and determination are key. The climb was a great metaphor for a journey in a relationship. We needed to cross over the other side of our fears, fears from the past, emotions attached to not-so-good experiences that could resurface from time to time. We needed to thrust ahead in our journey together and leave all that belong in the past behind to give 'us' a chance. We didn't know if we could make it to the top but we said we were going to try our best so that every step forward, every hurdle leaped over was a decision to advance in our relationship. Reaching the top had become more meaningful because of the struggles we conquered together along the way. Just like this climb, relationship is a work. Lots of it. Every challenge that comes our way presents a choice to love in spite and despite of our hurdles. And each time we choose to love, love deepens. We may not know how many more towers, higher and harder ones even, to climb in our journey together. For now, we just keep on moving forward and looking ahead. Taking one step at a time, one day at a time. 

How about Machu Picchu next? :O

P.S We made it in 28.46 minutes. He beat me by 2 seconds and he is forever proud about that. (Sigh) I dared him to break our records next year. Hmph! 


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