Facing Your Fears

I came face to face with a big one recently. As many of you may know from reading my posts or just from knowing me, I am NOT a good flyer...never have been and probably never will be. I just don't get the whole big metal tube staying up in the air thing....Anyway, a good friend of ours recently acquired his very own plane. COOL...most people might say....well, his wife and I weren't exactly thrilled. You see, I don't do well on big jets, or little jets, or jets of any size...I do not like them here or there...I do not like them anywhere.
So you can imagine my chagrin when Chad and Ryan expected us to actually get in this little bitty PROP plane...yep....not even any jet engines....just a tiny little fly of a thing that could be swatted out of the sky by even the slightest puff of wind...or so it appeared to me.
Karissa and I steadfastly refused to get in the thing for a LONG, LONG time...don't remember exactly when he got the plane but it may have been close to a year ago as he has had time to get his pilots license etc...
I had never even laid eyes on the plane but Ryan had been up with Chad many times and even took Garrett up a couple of times in it and declared it safe....hmmmm....yeah.....right.
Well, one beautiful Sunday afternoon I was trying to be a good and pleasant wife and mom and said lets do something fun...anything you wanna do we'll go do....TOTALLY WRONG THING TO SAY....because the next thing out of Ryan's mouth was....Karissa is in Houston visiting her parents and Chad's invited us to come flying...ummmm....is that laundry or dishes I hear calling my name?

TOO late....I really couldn't back out...besides....I want Ryan to think I'm a cool kind of wife right? I think? So....we all four load up in our jeep and head to the airport...the whole time I am shaking in my boots...When we arrive the sight of the plane does not comfort me at all....tiny, OLD, and in my opinion....rickety looking....

Can I really do this? Garrett is so excited...unfortunately I have discovered that he is an adrenaline junkie just like Ryan...NOTHING scares him....


so we get in and I close my eyes as Chad speeds down the runway....Karissa is REALLY gonna hate me for this...my stomach hits the floor as I feel us leave the ground....what was I thinking....open my eyes just a bit....hey, is that my house?....there's Louisiana Tech and I see WalMart....kind of cool....wait...what was that? Wind? A little turbulence....Are we going to die?....No...we're okay...I see more and more landmarks that I know...


this is so different than a jet...you can see stuff and I get to wear these super cool headphones to talk to everyone else in the plane....

Maybe this wasn't so bad...in fact, I'll admit...it was kind of fun...Grant got bored with it fairly soon but we were only up for about 45 mintues...


ok...I'll admit...I'd do it again....but ONLY if there was like NO wind anywhere on the planet....
This is one fear that I am glad I faced and put to rest.....NOW.....telling Karissa that I am a traitor is not gonna be so easy....Sorry, my friend, I caved....it really wasn't so bad!!!!