Hey, Feisty ones!
“Good morning, everyone. Today’s the day. The sun is shining, the tank is clean, and we are getting out of here!” –Peach, Finding Nemo
I flew on my first plane, and it was the best experience I could have had. I was terrified, trying to find different ways home. Discovering that my ticket was un-refundable, well, that was the end of being a wimp. I had no choice; a plane ride it was.
I honestly have no idea why I was afraid. At least, I couldn’t pinpoint just one thing.
Luckily, I met a girl on the plane. She was the same age as me but an old soul. She was kind enough to keep me talking so I didn’t concentrate on the take off. She’d been flying her whole life.
We talked about ex boyfriends, past mistakes, funny memories, and how the world was changing. I don’t think there was anything we didn’t talk about. She was on her way to Texas, and I, Oklahoma. Everyone on the plane had to listen to our bursts of laughter and loud conversations. I’d never connected with someone like that so fast before.
Maybe, it was the fact of being in a closed in area and right next to the person for hours that it made people seem like a community. People of different race, color, gender, sexuality, and age all getting along and laughing. Talking about the memories they had made on vacation and where they wanted to go next, or if they wanted to go back, but everyone wanted to go home. You never realize how much you miss something until you’re gone. Mine was sweet tea; nothing in this world can beat a nice cold glass of southern sweet tea.
The moment I took a sip, it resuscitated my soul.
I’m proud of myself for stepping up and getting onto that plane because I found out what I was afraid of: I was afraid of the unknown. Something a lot of us fear, but I did it. I landed safely and went home. Now, the school semester is starting, and I cannot wait for my journey to continue.
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