Home again Home again jigity jive

We are back form 2 weeks in Florida and Alabama. I love to be home we are blessed to travel often but I love being in my very own bed and not in the sky flying. I also cherish hugging Aunt Sue and holding furry Mungo. We had a wonderful time in both states. Before we left our friends the Christensen's invited us to a pre- Thanksgiving, since we would be flying on the real turkey day. It was awesome to be with a big fun family and not alone. Laurie saved the day as she watched over Aunt Sue and Mungo while we were away. Marlene tried to comfort me by rolling her eyes and saying I was ridiculous at my birthday dinner before we flew out. Beki said "get real like you would get out of life and crash" and Candice said " you'll never be lucky enough to die with Scott in a crash" and my mom said how disappointing I was... don't I have loving kind friends:) I did well on 2 of the flights-- "well" meaning I didn't scream out loud- just cried. The last flight was the worse, I did scream a few times but others were tense as well. It was really rough, delayed and at night- I think I like flying in the day better and I found if I can look out the window while praying and singing church songs I don't shake too severally. I do have some scrapped knuckle's as the flight was moderate to sever turbulence in a 70 passenger plane. I think Scott goes a little bonkers remembering the days when I was never afraid of flying and flew all over with out a second thought. He just smiles at me and tries to hold my shaking hand and pats my head, I offered for him to sit a few rows back and pretend he doesn't know who I am but for some crazy wonderful reason he loves me. Scott is truly an amazing man who I am in awe of. My fear of flying sure has humbled me and and I feel great sorrow for any who have panic attacks as I used to have no understanding. I used to tease Aunt Sue because she is afraid of blowing off our stairs in a huge wind- now I see that I am just as irrational but knowing it doesn't ease the fear. I watched a child have a panic attack and wondered if God really sees us all still as tiny children which is why he can be so patient with us as we really are all still infants in our progression. Sometimes I feel really sad that I don't have enough faith that even if we fall from the sky God is over all. I do have faith in other areas so why do I struggle with this? Laurie said "at least you have flown this year without Scott driving you home- small steps-- see you do have faith:) The funny part was when one of the kind flight attendants thought I was a first time flyer-- hee hee-- I was crying to hard to correct her. Before we left I also had a very sweet talk with Aunt Sue who was a little anxious about our long journey. She told me how much she loves me and how she thins I am a marvelous girl. I wish everyone had an Aunt Sue. Hope everyone had a yummy safe Thanksgiving. I sure feel extremely blessed to know who I am to have amazing people all over my life and a Savior who loves me. Oh and the jiggity jive is to a song my dad sang each time we would pull into our garage after a trip. He had all kinds of great songs which annoyed me as a child but now I cherish- age sure gave me perspective.