Dear Stephanie,I've followed your blog since the very first time I'd heard of you, which sadly for me, was right after your plane crash. I live in Arizona too, and I'm not a native either. I am also a mother of four children: 3 boys and 1 girl. I've never emailed or written you, but I've been a silent stalker and admirer ever since. I even broke my boycott of Oprah for you. That says a lot.
You see, I have a flying phobia. I didn't used to be afraid of airplanes. When my oldest child was one year old, we spent a lot of time together in airports cruising between Utah, California and Texas. And it didn't bother me one bit. Then I had a bad experience when I was pregnant with child number 3. Which I don't even want to write about here, because it was nothing... I mean nothing, in comparison to your bad experience on a plane.
Every time I've had to get on a plane since, I want to die of anxiety. It's the worst when my husband and I fly together without the kids. I have this fear of the plane crashing and my children being orphaned. I know it's completely irrational. We are more likely to die in a car wreck on the local interstate, than be in a plane crash... but I just can't help being terrified.
Last December I actually flew by myself to Ohio for a Temple Sealing for a close family member. It ended up not being that bad. I was lucky enough to sit next to the chatty types on every flight. While most people groan at the thought of being stuck next to a "chatty Cathy" on a plane, I found very quickly that having someone to chat with calms my nerves.
In 24 hours, I will be getting on a plane with my husband for a much needed adult only getaway. I know the vacation rewards will far outweigh my anxiety over getting on the plane. I know it's worth the risk. And I am amazingly calm. Usually by now, as I approach a flight, I'm nervous and jittery and full of anxiety. But I feel calm.
I want to personally thank you, Stephanie for that. I know you aren't the one making me calm, but gosh-darn-it, if you can jump planes to come south to visit Dr. L, after all you've been through, then I can get on a plane for a vacation with my husband.
Thank you for being the strong woman of courage that you are. I admire your honesty, your candor, and your testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And I admire your willingness to plug through a difficult life plagued with pain and sorrow that most of us will never experience of understand. You are my hero.
Thank you for being the strong woman of courage that you are. I admire your honesty, your candor, and your testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. And I admire your willingness to plug through a difficult life plagued with pain and sorrow that most of us will never experience of understand. You are my hero.
As I board that plane tomorrow, I will think of you. If you can do it, so can I. Thank you again for helping me to conquer my fears... I hope to kick this one in the butt!
Yours truly,
Christy