First Time Flying
So, many of you may not know this, but this year I turned 30 and it was my first time ever flying in an airplane. Strange enough, the image above was not my first time flying, but my 12th flight this year and the first time that I felt comfortable enough to actually turn on my camera without having the irrational fear that I would somehow crash the airplane…lol. You can see one of my in-flight photos below.
In March I had never flown before, now I’ve flown 12 times to a series of blogging events that I would never have dreamed I would be attending just a year ago. As I sit here writing that, it chokes me up a little. I seriously didn’t see myself EVER flying. Travel was a dream, something that I saw as being out of my reach and only for rich folks. But I was wrong.
The first time I flew I was on my way to Hispanicize in Miami in April…alone. That first trip was really hard. I held my baby girl and broke down as I thought about leaving her behind for the first time, about whether this trip would be worth it for me, whether I would have a safe trip or if this would be the last time I held her and my husband. Tears definitely flowed hard and I had a lot of guilt about leaving and a lot of fear about whether I was doing the right thing.
On my way to Miami the flight was bumpy, my stomach was in knots and my mind was on my family and how they were doing without me. What would they eat for dinner? Would my daughter get to bed on time or stay up late with daddy? Either way, it didn’t really matter, they were together…but it was so hard to let go after being in charge for so many years.
Since that flight, I have flown many more times…for a Britax Latina Bloggers event in North Carolina and a LATISM Top Latina Bloggers retreat in Washington D.C. (which I’ll post about very soon…I promise!), and while it definitely was out of my comfort zone, I don’t think I could have grown as much as I have in the last month without these opportunities.
Today, I can see this kind of travel as not only “reachable,” but normal…something that I both deserve and am capable of doing on my own. That’s a big deal for me.
In the picture above I’m tired, ready to get home, ready to relax in my own bed and snuggle with hubby and mi’jita…but I’m also so proud. I’m proud that I was able to overcome a fear and exceed the limitations that I had placed on myself after so many years of hearing my worth from others’ mouths.
One step closer to knowing my worth. One step closer to reaching my full potential.
I just want to say thank you to everyone who has been here to follow my journal and for listening in when “real-worlders” would rather ignore. I truly appreciate you.
I hope to see you all in the near future as I reach out and attend more conferences. I’ll be a Niche Mommy and Latism this year and I’m looking forward to seeing you all there. Thanks again to all the amazing blogueras who have reached out to me, met up with me at conferences and told me how much my words here mean to them. I really appreciate all your support. ♥