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Michele

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So how do I start?
Do I start by explaining my long absence? Tell about how my father came out of remission, and chemo sucks, but he seems to be just fine now? Or about how after two surgeries on my right eye in the last 90 days left my doctors telling me I wouldn't have the depth perception to jump again? Or do I start by telling about the financial challenges I have had, being on commission and having to take the time to sit in a dark house waiting for my eye to heal? Or about getting my credit cards stolen at Christmas, so that if I do get the nerve to jump, it going to be a cash experience? Or maybe about how I had thought about quitting, because I was out of practice, and how scared I had gotten again? Or do I tell about how the Doctor cleared me on Friday at 4:20, and at 4:21 I was on the phone calling Perris and scheduling my recurrency, right in front of him?
Do I tell about going to Perris, and seeing everyone from dz.com, ready to take the record from Texas? Do I tell about suiting up, and riding the plane up, and then riding it down again because of the winds? And about how disappointed and relieved I was about that plane ride down? Do I tell about how I figured I was not going to jump, and happy that the winds were kicking up? Or about how, when they called my name on the loudspeaker, my heart plummeted into my shoes, and I knew I had to make that decision? How about telling what it was like to get a big canopy, and crawl into the blueberry suit which announces a student? How about the relief that it was to be Ed White who would take me into the air?
Or how about me telling you once again how scared I was, how worried that something would go wrong. That I would get out of control, that I might slip and fall out of the plane on my exit. Or that, well, I dunno, an airplane emergency or something. Maybe about dirt diving with Ed, choosing a diving exit, falling straight down, and seeing how it goes, and Ed stressing that this was nothing more than getting my knees in the breeze, no pressure, nothing but pull, at altitude, and land safely.
Or about goofing off in front of the guys from DZ, who were all waving and smiling and playing with me? Or about the long walk, the noisy airplane, finding out that I had to sit at the door. Or about trembling so hard I almost couldn't stand when the door came open and it was my turn - first out? Or maybe I should start with my goggles getting fogged, but I had my eyes squinched so tightly shut that I had no idea until Ed poked me and lifted them off my face?
I think, though, that I will start here:
I jump out into the incredible blue, reaching, stretching my body out along the path of the sun, bathed once again in its' glorious gold. I look up, and Ed is right there. I smile - as usual, once in the air I am comfortable, at peace, sailing along the edge of the world. He smiles at me, and I do my 3 touches, slowly, gently, relaxing . I check alti, and, as I have been holding a heading, I waggle my finger at Ed, and motion that I will try a 360. I do, and it is exactly as I remember it. Easy, drop the knee slightly, come out early, and coast back to face Ed. And then do it the other way. And then, just float there, belly to earth, waiting, waiting, waiting for the high pull. Now. Time to pull - I reach back, and with no fumbling or searching for the BOC, I grab pull throw - yank! Owie! And there, over my head, a beautiful, full canopy (but an off heading, oh well…).
I sit there, cruising the winds, waiting for it to sink in - I have come home, I have flown. I look for Ed's chute, making sure he is good to go (as if there was anything I could do about it from up there, but still looking, anyway). His canopy opening and circling is reassuring to me. I love to watch canopies down below me. I see the instructors way low under me and the other students far above me. I am trying to remember everything about landing patterns, as I watch Ed and Mike play tag in the delicate sun of the late winter afternoon.
And now, now it's time to play. I reach back, use a rear riser to turn towards the dz. Sweet air, bright skies, pristine day. I spiral down, first left 360 and then into a right 360, feeling the bite of the student leg straps and know I will have a bruise. But I don't care! I am flying - despite my head, my fears, my doctors, I am flying again. I sashay across the landing area, and then do a few flat turns (not totally right, but good enough for the first time back). I am again in the winter-washed sky, high above the desert floor, drawing on the ground with my shadow, enjoying the triple partnered dance of the sky and the wind and me.
My eye is bothering me a little, not too badly, just like a little toothpick in the back of it, but my vision stays intact. I circle slowly, and enter my downwind leg. I float peacefully, quietly over the landscape, resting, storing up this feeling, knowing it may be a little while before I am here again. I am busy making memories, and let the downwind leg go a little long. I turn and head back to the circle, and realize I am not only a bit short, I am not yet directly into the wind. I am moving crosswise, but I am only at 150 feet. That's a little low for me to turn, but I quickly toggle right so I am directly into the wind. And, then, most all forward motion stops. Despite the 240 (or perhaps because of it), I am going almost directly down. I am just outside the circle, and know I will not make it. I see the spot I will land in, and then - wait, not yet, now - all the way, flaring hard I touch down, taking a single step. I wrestle the canopy onto the ground, but it is refilling again, so I race the wind to the canopy's backside, and it wafts up onto my legs - I am fine, my eye works, and I did it! I climb into the truck, gasping in exhilaration, prouder of myself then I have been in a long time, and more peaceful in my life, than in anytime in the last 5 months. I have so missed the sky.
Or maybe, I should start and end by saying I am back.
Ciels and pinks-
Michele
If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away...
~enya~

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Hey!!! Nice to see you again! You have been missed. Congrats on getting back in the air and sorry to hear about all the other problems. Thats life though...always kickin ya when you least expect it. :D Keep laughing...and drinking...and..... jumping...That's what I do!
"I only have a C license, so I don't know shit..right?"-Clay

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Michele,
Great to have you back we all have missed your stories.
Great to get back in the air isnt it. And sorry to hear about all the troubles. Hope everything is better. And welcome back to the skies.
Blue Skies
Joe
"When they say jump you say how high" RATM

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On my graduation jump I stalled my canopy and broke a few bones. I knew I would be away from the sport for a long time, if I ever went back. I find dropzone.com and begin reading about this girl who had a cutaway on her third jump. It talks about her other jumps afterwards and how confident yet nervous she is. I send her an e-mail explaining my accident and how I want to go back to skydiving but I am hesitant because I was injured so early in my training.
I wish I still had the private message she sent me. It was so inspiring and motivating that after reading it I knew, as she said, I had to make at least one more jump again to overcome my fears and let that be the deciding factor.
After two months out I went back to the sport. In the last 6 months I have over 100 skydives. I am living the life the way I want and am the happiest I have ever been.
Michele, thank you for your motivation and the inspiration to continue on with the sport we all love so much.
Nathan

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Let it be known you were missed around here and it' s great to see you back not only here, but in the air as well.
When I first logged on to DZ.com your writings caught my eye and brought me back here for the first few weeks. I will confess to printing some your AFF stories out for my bedtime reading as an AFF student myself. Your insight into the student experience, it's struggles and rewards were inspiring at the least.
I'm grateful for this place and people like you who make it so wonderful. This amazing sport which has quickly become a huge part of my life has allowed me to meet some true friends. I have been fortunate to meet and jump with some great people from DZ.com and hope to continue to in the future.
Though you and I may never meet I feel as though we know one another. As people who have experienced the wonder of Human Flight we all share a common bond and it's great to have a place such as this to share hopes, fears, triumphs and defeats. Occasionally we need to lighten up and talk about beer n boobies, but that's what makes us great.
So don't be a stranger, you never really have ;-)
Kwak
Stupidity is a crime.

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i was wondering when you would get around to posting up your story. about had me in tears towards the end there.
Welcome back and many big hugs to come. :)I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver

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OMYGOD, Michele is the great poetic writer right? (ok, that's her superpower, see Viking's thread LOL)
Michele, you have to go over to the "why" thread that was posted by caledonian kid's girlfriend. She cannot understand why anyone would want to jump out of an airplane, and YOU are just the one who could explain it to her!! :)Speed Racer
"Fill your hand, you son-of-a-bitch!"

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Hey Michelle!!
I had been wondering what happened to you. Sorry to hear about all your troubles. Glad your dad is doing better again. Glad things worked out with your eye so you could jump again. And congrats on jumping right back in!! I know how difficult it is after you've been away awhile. You're an inspiration! Way to go girl!! It was great to read a story of yours again. Thanks!
Skies,
D :P

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what a great, great story. Or should I say what great story telling. It is wonderful to see you back here and to read about your accomplishments......
enjoy.......
SkyDekker
"We cannot do great things, only small things with great love" Mother Theresa

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Michele, you are my inspiration.
Forgive me, for I have sinned! It’s been 6 months since I was in the air. Life sure does get in the way at times. I like yourself, know it’s just a matter of time before I’m back up jumping again. I want to come to Perris so bad (read: warmer, better weather) I can taste it! I swear to you I have spring fever so bad, I’m about ready to quit my job, pull out my retirement and head to Perris on the first flight out when the check is cut. To hell with trying to save money for a down payment on a house. To hell with being the responsible adult, I’m ready to have some fun!! I feel like I’m sitting by the door, I want to make the jump, but I keep telling myself that I just can’t up and quit my job, move and start from scratch . . . but why not???
Chit, I need to get back in the air again before I do something really stupid. All I need is a little balance in my life, real life and skydiving mixed in, then all will be well again. Yeah, that’s it . . all I need is a good skydiving vacation to balance things out and then I’ll be better. It’s a good thing the temp outside is about 35 degrees, it settles the demons in my head since they don’t like the freezing cold!!
I’m so happy that you’ve found your way home to the sky again. And I am doubly glad that you’re sharing your experience with us! I’m happy that you have your wings back, girl you go fly!!
Diva

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Being new to the sport it is really good to see the compasion, and inspiration everyone has shown the last few days. I hope that you continue to excell and and readjust to the setting which is anything but unfamiliar to you.
Who ever said comming down from a high was bad obviously never tried this.
Magistr8

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You guys-
I swear, some of you made me cry, others smile, but all made me feel good to be home. It's been a bit of a rocky road, and I forgot the supportive nature of everyone here. How stupid I can be!
Thanks for all the love - I won't forget it again.
Thanks for welcoming me back!
Ciels and Pinks-
Michele
If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away...
~enya~

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Hi Michele, I'm a newbie since you left. Welcome back!
Your writing is excellent, and every word has me hanging anxiously for more. When I found your stories after my first few jumps, I read them over and over for inspiration, and for the dedication you have and describe so well.
It's great that you've returned to the sky. It's a marvelous testimony to your character and passion. My best wishes to your father and his health.
Blue skies!
no one flies too high, who flies on her own wings

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