Lady J has a mentor who is helping her life in consistent ways
It Takes Time — 1 day ago
This year I took first airplane trip to see my father in Florida.
I have always had a fear of heights and airplanes. As a child I never had the urge to fly to exotic locations with my family even with the promise of Disney World. As a child I didn’t understand how planes work and I thought that if God wanted us to fly he would of given us wings.
Even in my fear I dreamed of flying, especially in my teenage years. I wanted to see the world and I knew realistically I would have to eventually fly.
I am 32 year old and this year I decided that I needed to get out of zone and try something new. I wanted to see my father and the easiest and fastest way from New York to Florida was a plane.
I decided that if I didn’t like the experience on the way down I would take a bus or train back home.
The trip out was scary at first because you sit out on the runway for a moment but when you take off and glide into the air it’s kind of cool. Once we leveled out it felt like being in a bus or train. I choose a aisle seat on the outbound because I was afraid if watched anything I would panic.
But let me tell you one thing: It was beautiful. I am a photographer and it took my breathe away. The clouds, the sky, and the view of the city above was better than I could of ever imagined. I ended up changing my return flight to a window seat.
Now I am not going to tell you that it’s not scary because it is in a sense. My thoughts are you can get comfortable with flying but will never lose the fear. I am cool with that. When we hit turbulence it disturbed me but only briefly. I closed my eyes and focused on trying to be calm.
The trip back home was more amazing that the outbound. I left in the late evening and there is nothing more beautiful than watching the sun set in Fort Lauderdale, Florida from in the sky. Everything seems calm and at peace. You feel as if nothing is wrong in the world. That the troubles from the ground looking up are petty. At least that’s how I felt.
My favorite part of the experience was take off. I thought that would be the part that would scare me the most. I thought it was the coolest thing ever.
In the end I will do it again. I decided that I would start with short trips like my trip to Florida. I want to go to Jamaica before the year ends for a three day trip.
Some things that helped me during my flight was a good book, some of my favorite music, writing my feelings out in a travel journal.






