Friday, October 9, 2009

I am NOT afraid to fly.

Ok I am afraid to fly. Terrified of it, in fact. The 15 hour countdown to my Greece trip has started and I'm already starting to get nervous.  Thoughts of impending doom keep running through my head paired with reflection on my life. Did I tell everyone I care about how much they mean to me lately? Have all my life choices been the right ones? Do I need to make amends to some people before I leave? Maybe I should make some calls...

I tried to express my concerns to my dad last night at dinner. (FYI - don’t ever talk to my dad if you want to be comforted about a flight.)

As he sips his coffee he says: “I wouldn’t worry about it too much. If you die, you die. Not much to do ‘bout that. You know takin’ offs the most dangerous part. That’s when things go wrong. Engine might fail or sumthin’...but you know them suckers can fly on one engine...hell, they can take off on one engine. But you know if you crash you just crash.”
White-faced I reply, “Thanks for the talk dad.” He laughs.

Of course, I have heard all the truths about flying - how its much safer than driving, more people die in car wrecks per year than plane crashes, only 5% of planes crash and out of that 5% only 1% is fatal. Look, I get it, OK? Its safe.

The problem is when that giant piece of aviation engineering begins hurtling itself down the runway, my heart starts pounding, my hands sweat and I am in a general state of panic. I look around at all the people reading or listening to their mp3 players and think: are these the last people I’m going to see before I die? (I also wonder why I don’t have an mp3 player; damn I should have gotten one!)

I sit in my seat, twisting and turning in attempt to peek out the window and see what’s going on. I’m like a little kid that can’t sit still. Thoughts begin racing through my head. The last place I want to be in the world is on a plane. What if we crash? What will I do? Will it hurt? What if the plane just explodes? Do you die from the explosion or do you die from plummeting to the ground? How come no one else is panicked? Did they not feel that shake? WHY is the plane shaking? Is that normal? Are the wings still attached? I can’t see the wing...WHERE is the wing? There it is! But where is the engine? Is it on fire? What if it catches on fire? When do they serve the alcohol???

And just when full-on panic is about to start, I remind myself that the pilot and crew probably want to make it safely to our destination just as badly as I do. I take a deep breath. The plane begins to level out and I relax a bit. I sit back in my seat. I can do this. Why was I so worried? The seatbelt sign goes off and I see a nice stewardess coming around to take my drink order. Ah, drinks... This isn’t so bad....


That is, until we hit some turbulence.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Greece!

I am so excited to get away from work and everything else for a bit and see Greece! I have always wanted to go. Not very excited about hanging over the Atlantic for 10 hours but it is a small price to pay to see Greece!

First Day: Sightseeing in Athens and staying at the O & B Hotel

Then it is on to Santorini for a week of relaxation at the Santorini Princess

Passports are ready; I have been practicing my Greek; now all I need is some new luggage!
The countdown is on!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

An email from me to myself from 2007, wishing me a happy 30th birthday via futureme.org

I sent myself this email via futureme.org to wish myself a happy 30th birthday.  Subject line said:  Happy 30th Birthday...its ok. I think its really cool!

The following is an e-mail from the past, composed on Monday, February 19, 2007, and sent via FutureMe.org
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Dear FutureMe,

I don't know where you are in your life right now.  Hopefully happy and healthy.  However, If your life is dark right now...hang in there!!  It will get better!  You know that you have made some difficult choices but don't beat yourself up.  Let it go.  forgive, forget....even if its yourself you are forgiving.  Don't focus on past mistakes or tell yourself that you would be better off if there was a certain person in your life.  You are better off because YOU are in your life.  Live for the present.  Do whatever it is you are procrastinating about.  You are 30 but you are not dead!  You have an entire life time in front of you.

Oh...take a moment, put on your favorite song, fix yourself a margarita and dance like no one is watching.

I love you,

Lesley