Today my daughter gave me her little wings to keep me safe at work 🪽

I’m dangerously high up right now, higher than most people would ever feel comfortable being, balancing between focus and fear, responsibility and instinct. The kind of height where one wrong step isn’t just a mistake—it’s something much more serious. The wind feels stronger up here, the ground looks distant, and every movement matters. But today feels different. Today, I’m carrying something more powerful than just my tools or my experience.

Before I left for work this morning, my daughter ran up to me with the biggest smile on her face. In her tiny hands, she held a pair of little wings—something simple, maybe from a toy or part of a costume, something that might seem insignificant to anyone else. But to her, they meant everything. She looked at me with complete confidence and said they would keep me safe. No doubt, no hesitation—just pure belief.

I didn’t have the heart to tell her that safety at my job comes from harnesses, planning, and training. Because in that moment, I realized something important—what she gave me wasn’t just a small object. It was trust. It was love. It was her way of protecting me in the only way she knows how.

So I took them.

And now, standing high above the ground, I keep thinking about that moment. I can still see her face, still hear her voice. It stays with me stronger than the wind, stronger than the fear that tries to creep in when I look down. Those little wings may not be made of steel or designed for safety, but they carry something far more powerful—purpose.

Up here, every second requires attention. Every step is calculated. But today, I feel a different kind of calm. Not because the risk is gone—it isn’t. Not because the job is easier—it’s not. But because I’m reminded of why I do this in the first place.