I've been lurking on the boards for a while since life has been pretty busy recently. My third mammogram is due in two weeks, and I'm holding my breath until it's done and hopefully comes back clean.
In the meantime, I've done something that I had given up hoping that I would ever get to do.
When I was a teenager, one of the big ambitions of my life was to learn to fly, but we never had enough money in the budget for me to take flight lessons, so I gave up the hope of ever having the chance to fly a plane,
Last Monday, I realized that long ago ambition. My husband, Chuck, found out from a friend, who is a mechanic at a local flight school, that they do what is called Discovery flights, where someone like me gets to go up with an instructor and handle the controls of a small plane.
I got to taxi it out onto the runway, and when it was in the air Steven, my instructor, handed the controls over to me. We flew over Lake Texoma, and over the city of Sherman. The flight was about 40 minutes, and at the end I was ready to go back because I was beginning to get a little airsick, but it was a thrilling experience. I learned a lot about planes, and flying, and if I ever do it again, I'll remember to take a Dramamine first, but it's something I will never forget.
