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Control. Or lack thereof. I am not fond of heights. In my impressionable, pre-teen years, my parents brought my sister and I to Gatlinbur...

First thing - I am not a blogger. I am not a writer. I am a card carrying introvert. Doing this puts me so far out of my comfort zone, bu...