It’s In The Blood

Joy. Happy. Freedom. Memories. Adventure...

I can’t help it, I LOVE the window seat when I fly!  I love to sit forward and look out as we go down the runway and feel the butterflies in my stomach as we lift off.  The feelings that come over me take me back to my childhood and teen years.  The airport, from my childhood, as my dad would take us to the small local airport to look at the planes.  He loved to fly!  But it wasn’t until my early teen years that he bought our first two seater airplane.  I won’t forget the phone call from him instructing my mom to pick him up from the airport as he had bought a plane!  She wasn’t too happy although she ended up enjoying flying with him and eventually got her student pilot license.  

I loved to fly with my dad, even though he would turn us upside down and dive down with it while I screamed!  He laughed and must have known that I really loved to go up with him.  I never turned down a plane ride.  We lived in Rio Vista and he would fly over the delta with all its beautiful patchwork farmland.  As I’m flying out of Sacramento on this bright sunny day and look out my window all those fun memories come flooding back.  I feel this giddy happiness and it’s always an adventure for me.  I’m off to see my son, Michael and his wife Katie and my adorable little granddaughter, Ruby.  This mode of travel also gets me there faster which means more time to spend with them. 

I have a grandson who is in the Air Force that I’m very proud of - I wonder if he will love to fly?!  If not it’s ok.  

I’m quite sure that some of my family and friends think I’m totally crazy to love to fly after the loss of most of my family in a plane accident but I’m very confident that I’m in good hands and that my Heavenly Father is with me and knows my time wherever I’m at.   

So for now I’ll enjoy every adventure I can and be thankful for this life I’ve been given.  Well, getting ready to land, Portland here I come! 💕