I wanted to blanket her with kisses, and walk her far, far away from the hostile sea. Instead, after she calmed down a little, while she was still sniffling and clingy, I took her hand, and we walked back to the water's edge.
My dad and I share a real fear of snakes. In fact, he still tells the story about how disappointed he was in himself as a young boy because in order to get a Boy Scout merit badge, he had to hold a snake... and he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
When people ask me if world is going to end in 2012, the fear of dying is very visible in their eyes. Two issues are going on here: Fear and the panic about death. Let's touch both the issues one by one.