@SeaMaiden Well, if I didn't fly I would have missed out on a lot of amazing places around the world and in the US.
I have one daughter who lives in Denver and another (with grandchildren) who lives in Florida.
If I didn't fly....I wouldn't get to see them very often (the children have school and activities).
We all get together (one daughter with 4 grandchildren) lives near me) at one of the Florida or Denver daughter's houses.
I'd miss out on all of that. I feel like I'm at an age where I can sit back in awe of what my late husband and I CREATED (with the help of God). Seriously, it's amazing if you think of it.
When my husband was alive we'd take lots of trips, sometimes taking our unmarried daughter.
Life is amazing. Flying here and there is just a way of getting there and coming back. It's a little nuisance people must endure to experience life.
At least that's how I think of it...everyone is entitled to what they think.
I have told in in awhile. OK, so this how dingbat I am.
When my husband and his partner had a computer company they bought two 19 passenger planes that they rented out to Senator Colgan for his airline. He used to the planes to fly to the Homestead, etc. To get there the plane would fly and land up to the side of the mountain.
My late husband used to fly quite a lot, but way back then, I had never flown (this was around mid 80's). He was trying to impress me. We get on the plane (along with a few other people...remember it's only a 19 passenger plane).
I was enjoying the ride ....the plane started dropping and sputtering...making a terrible sound.
Now remember, I'd never flown before so I figured that was part of the normal plane ride!
I looked over at my husband and his face was white. His knuckles were wrapped around the seat handle!
When we landed I said I thought that was fun! He just laughed. I always tell people, "My first plane ride was to Paris.....Virginia". Ha!
This from the man who was in the Army training to be an Army Ranger. During his training his boss asked him if he'd like to be in the Honor Guard in DC to be the star of a show they were doing.
He tells the story like this, "So I thought to myself...humm?? Do I want to keep my feet on the ground and be the star of a show or do I want to jump out of planes into the jungle and have people shoot at me".
Of course he came to DC to star in the show the US Army put on during the Vietnam War. He was still called "Ranger Bill" but he didn't have to fly.
But funny how life takes us where we never think we'll go because when we started having children we'd fly everywhere together (we saw Europe 19 hotels, 29 days).
I hope I haven't bored you. But that's why I fly.
This reminds me of something that happened last week.
I was on an elevator going to see my Dr on the 4th floor (only 4 floors in building). Two ladies got on and the elevator started making a grinding noise...
One of the ladies said, "OMG! I hope we don't die" (she was lauging).
I said, "You know they always say when your time comes...that's it...but I always think...'but what if you're on a plane or in an elevator and it's another person's time...is this guilt by association'.
They both started laughing. The got out on the 3rd floor. I could hear them laughing as the elevator closed.
My late husband dropped dead. Never sick, no medicine, perfect shape. I did CPR but he was gone.
If you don't fly because you're afraid of dying, you could die anywhere.
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