I recently did a tandem up at Eloy and am looking into AFF. I had wanted to go skydiving for a long time but it wasn't until my boyfriend (basically fiance) passed away that I decided to do it. The whole incident with him dying really taught me to not wait to do things that interest you.
Leading up to the jump, I wasn't scared, excited, or anxious. I was still completely numb from his death (jumped less than 2 months after he passed). I went up in the plane being completely comfortable with the risks. I was with a talented TM, and yet I still felt I was challenging god or whoever to take me as unfairly as they took the love of my life.
I don't want to leave my life up to anyone else. I don't want to play it safe and do everything right just to have it taken away in the blink of an eye. I want to know that I am the one saving myself each time I jump. So even though I don't have an exciting story about my first jump, I can honestly say I understand why you jump out of plane and risk your life.
It's freedom, pure freedom....
Has anyone felt similarly about their reason for jumping or taking control of their life? "... and once you have tasted flight, you will
walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been and there you long to return."