At 82, my Mom is sprightly and feisty - wonder where I get it from...
In November, I asked her what she wanted for Christmas - hoping she wanted a pair of slippers, gloves or a book of some sort...
She thought for a moment and said...
I sat in the cockpit of a fighter jet at Cosford Museum recently - and all I wanted to do was start the engines and fly. I'd like to fly a plane...
Challenge accepted...
On Sunday we arrived at Halfpenny Green Airfield and Mom met her instructor Pilot for a briefing - she had the controls explained to her and then she was escorted to her plane...
OK - it wasn't a Panavia Tornado - it was a Cessna 152...
We watched as she taxied to the runway and as she took off to fly...
About 1 hour later - we heard the engine as the tiny Cessna came back into view over the countryside, and watched again as she landed and taxied back to the hangar.
Looking like a Cheshire cat, she climbed out of the seat and was presented with her flying certificate.
Our youngest son, Richard asked her if she was scared at any point, to which she replied with a lesson that will stay with me..
Fear and Regret are the same emotion - the only difference is that we can get rid of Fear; Regret, however, comes to stay...
Made me think...
What are fearful of now that will evolve into regret in the future...?
Mom has decided to get flying lessons now - there is no fear and if there was any regret it seems to be evaporating quickly...
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