Fearless.
I didn’t expect to be reminded of this lesson at the zoo. I just expected to see some elephants, meerkats, and giraffes hanging out. I expected the heat, the humidity, the crankiness, the irritability, the moms running after their kids, The Cheerios on the floor, the Cover Girl foundation melting on the twenty-something chicks on their dates, the animals hiding in the shade, the chimpanzees making us laugh, and the bees trying to attack us while we ate lunch.
I was expecting the norm.
I didn’t expect a Borneo resident suffering from a bad-hair day to remind me of fearlessness. He’s a vegetarian for crying out loud. He’s probably considered to be a toddler. As a mom, sometimes you forget your adventurous side, because the adventurous stuff that happens to you now consists of Huggies diapers, chasing after your four-year old, and running out of Tums late at night.
So I’m glad that I saw him today. I was reminded that The Guat is fearless. I didn’t expect to see him. But I was glad that I did. I didn’t expect him to give me the holy crap moment of the day. But he did.
Fearless.