I do have the best husband in the world! He knows me so well. Guess what? He got me a ride in a fighter jet for my birthday. What a lucky girl:-) I actually cried when I got the present. You know, the flight was cool (although I got a bit sick), and I would do it again. But it made me think about one thing; I like being the pilot and not the passenger. I am not saying that I know how to fly an airplane, but that I am used to being in charge whenever I do an activity, and in my life in general. I am used to leaping off cliffs, flying my wing suit, opening my parachute, and landing safely. I set goals, I make things happen in my life. I do not wish, wait or hope. I make sure I get there.
So maybe next time I fly a fighter jet I want to be the pilot instead….who knows;-)
I will upload a little video from the flight as soon as I get around to editing it:-)