Deep breaths. That is all I could think as I stepped into the air conditioned gondola to embark on our ride of the [Capital Wheel] at National Harbor. The ride operator smiled at us and closed the sliding doors shut. Immediately my heart began to race and I had to close my eyes to keep from feeling like I was going to run out of air in this little space that was circling around to heights of 180 feet above the Potomac. I am always telling Luke to face his fears. For the past four years I have struggled with fear that strikes at random and paralyzes me, sometimes making me feel faint or short of breath and other times like I just have to run away as fast as I can. It usually happens in tight or overcrowded spaces like elevators, amusement parks or airplanes, but I didn’t always used to be this way. My doctors told me I have autonomic neuropathy which essentially translates to a sensitive nervous system. As I sat on the ferries wheel, I reminded myself to be brave. I learned a long time ago that the opposite of fear is faith. Someone once told me that fear stands for false evidence that appears real. I reminded myself, “this isn’t real”. I prayed that God would slow my heartbeat and I forced myself to open my eyes. After a few more deep breaths and banning Luke from rocking the gondola, I was able to relax and enjoy the ride. It made it easier to have the love of my life to hold onto.