I am flying in the morning. Not just flying, but flying out of a new, small airport, on a small jet, to a connecting flight that is then going all the way to California. A year ago, three years ago, that would have had me nervous and sick for weeks. But this time? I keep waiting to get scared, and it's just not happening.
I simply feel excited for my trip, happy to be able to travel, and even excitedly curious about this whole regional airport and small plane business. I now live in Central Illinois, and I'm downright thrilled to be flying to my connecting flight in Chicago in just 30 minutes, at an altitude of 11,000 feet. And then to be boarding a much bigger plane to go to California in just 4 hours.
I can only thank SOAR, Captain Tom, Captain Steve, and all of you for helping me gradually get here over the past 2-3 years.
Who knows, maybe tomorrow some nerves will hit or I'll have a bumpier ("scarier") flight or something. But I know I will be OK, I know I have the tools to handle it, and I know that is a gift and a feat of human imagination and skill that I can go from Bloomington, IL to San Francisco, CA in just a few hours tomorrow. Wow. And anything beats the weeks of anxiety I used to feel before flying just a couple years ago.
I'll post my info on the tracking board, if anyone wants to track. Tracking flights has really helped me get where I am today. But if not, I'll peek back in when I'm unwinding in my hotel in CA tomorrow afternoon!
For the skeptics out there --keep with us! Part of it is the science of SOAR. Part of it is Capt. Steve and Tom and what they have to say. Part of it is the community of folks who have been or are scared and keep doing it anyway. Part of it is the facts you learn. And part of it is persistence --I will not let this control my life. And thank goodness.
Meghan


