Yesterday, while sitting in an airplane, I realized how truly magical I think it is: flying. The feeling when the plane (after it runs down the runway, shaking and all) lifts off, when the wheels no longer are in contact with the earth. I have no words for what I feel at those moments and it made me think of my dream to become a fighter pilot.
As long as I can remember I dreamed of becoming a fighter pilot. That is, up until I was almost 18 and I chose a reality that was much more and better than my dream. That choice changed my life and I haven’t looked back. I do sometimes wonder if I could have realized my dream AND choose that reality and I am sure I could have. But that is not who I am, I am an all in girl. If I go for someone or something there is not much room or thought for someone/something else. I do believe that that’s my fighter pilot spirit, so in essence I am still her: the girl who wanted to be a fighter pilot.
Life is unpredictable and I think we find ourselves on a regular basis making different choices than we thought we would make or we’re going in a different direction than we thought we would go and that’s more than okay.
Daily Tripping 
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