So, it's taken me three years, almost to the day, to get on an airplane again. Tomorrow, the boys and I go to visit my folks in the Rocky Mountains, and I'm pretty excited - but, I will be more excited when the whole plane experience is over.
We are such winter people, and so visiting my parents, in the hip resort town they call home, where the snow base is 300-plus inches and all the fun stuff happens outside, is such a treat!
Hubby can't go, because of work, so going out there for sun and fun is always tempered by leaving half of my heart back in New England.
And, that's mostly what I am thinking about right now; I hope to post once or twice while we're out there, but tonight is for Ben, whom I love so much.
3 comments:
I had to do a couple years of cognitive therapy on myself to get over a sudden fear of flying that I got after watching Braveheart immediately before getting on a plane. Too much adrenalin and death. I could barely bring myself to make reservations for a few years. Before that I loved flying and even enjoyed turbulence. Now I merely dislike it instead of gripping the armrests with white knuckles. I hope you have a wonderful time--I'm looking forward to the updates!
Enjoy your vacation with your family! Take lots of outside pics!
Have a wonderful time!
Peace and Laughter,
Cristina
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