As adults, what is going on when we are counting to three? Sometimes it may be that last-minute deep breath before entering on stage to give a speech. Then again, could be just before you walk into a hospital room or perhaps a meeting.
Somehow, our counting to our three’s stays with us even on into adulthood. Perhaps it is caused by a little fear in what we think is to come when we enter into certain situations.
I wonder if we ever get to a point we don’t feel fear of some kind? Do you suppose that feeling will stay until the end?