Happy Mother’s Day
Since Amanda told some stories about her mom in honor of Mother’s Day, I thought I would do the same. Many people who know me already know this story, but it’s a good story, and it’s my site (see below), so here goes.
My mother spent much of her life traveling – car trips, cruises, and lots and lots of flying all around the world. But for some reason, when I was a teenager, she developed a crippling fear of flying, to the point of having to be given oxygen to calm her down. This was a serious problem, since she loved traveling.
In her own inimitable way, my mother decided that the only way she could cure herself of her fear was to learn to fly herself. She figured that if she knew what was going on with the plane, she wouldn’t be afraid. (I myself look at a 747 and am sometimes baffled that the giant metal thing flies through the air, thousands of feet up.)
So she started taking flying lessons. I remember her coming home with reams of weather charts that she had to learn to interpret. I think flying is cool, but the complexity (and danger, for that matter) is daunting to me. But my mother kept on.
And not only did she learn to fly and get her pilot’s license, but even more amazingly, it cured her of her fear of commercial flying forever.
My mother is a flat-out amazing woman – this story is just the tip of the iceberg. I love you, Mom.