When you are young you are willing to try almost anything. As you age and witness the consequences of various actitivites, you have the tendency to be less willing. What is the tipping point for you when it comes to risk? Will you go mountain climbing? How about skiing? How about writing a book? Now there’s a daunting challenge for many. But then, why not jump out of an airplane? Yeah, why not?
For her 20thbirthday, my granddaughter, Haley, decided she wanted to jump out of an airplane. It suits her personality: tanacious, daring, independent, adventurous. So she and a friend drove to Key West on Monday, sat for a day getting psyched and then drove to the little airport nearby where the big leap would commence. Her friend was going with her…all the way. She too was jumping. Now there’s a suportive friend.
Haley tells me there was never a thought of hestitation, a second guess or a waver of decision. She was determined and apparently had no problem stepping up to the open door of the airplane high above the landing site and following the directions of her jumping partner who claimed having done it thousands of times.
Now, I am a lot older and, yes, a lot more conservative. Jumping out of an airplane is not the first thing that comes to mind when I am in a thrill-seeking mindset. Maybe a tame rollercoaster ride might be enough for me. But then, I will not deny the thought of jumping out of an airplane may have made my bucket list 30 years ago. Today? Probably not. In fact, if I could imagine a truly thrill moment, given the recent years of aging issues, I’d probably go bonkers if I lived through a day totally free of pain and on a full night’s sleep. Talk about thrill-seeking! In the mean time, here’s the link if you would like to see Haley do her thing.