Wait, don’t I love going places? Yes, I sure do.
The thing is, I’m terrified of flying. Put me on a plane with some mild shaking and I start to lose. my. mind.
I don’t dislike everything about flying. I love the part when I’m aboard Air France and I order a glass of champagne because it’s Air France and they give away champagne to us lowly folks sitting in economy. Anyway.
I’m taking steps so I freak out less. I refuse to let my fear take over because I never want to stop going places.
I’ve been thinking about personal fears for a while and finally articulated this:
Just because you are terrified of something doesn’t
mean it’s not worth doing.
Keep doing things that scare you because the
reward is greater than your personal fears.
It’s not just about flying. Those words work pretty well for anything in your life you’re afraid of.
So, I’m leaving on a jet plane this weekend to go off and learn lots of new things. I’ll be back soon! Don’t worry, I have posts scheduled and will be checking in so it’ll be like I never left.
Don’t come rob the house, this trip is for school so Mr. P is staying behind.