Joining in on another of Cee’s Share Your World challenges. If you’d like to join the fun head on over to this week’s challenge – Week 20
What is the most important thing that you ever learned? (I bet it’s not something you learned in school)
One of the most important things I ever learned?? Gosh, that is a good question. It seems life is so full of lessons. I think one of the most important is that you should just be yourself. Trying to be, or acting like, someone your not never works out for very long. In the end you’ll always end up feeling out of place and uncomfortable.
The other is that the only person you can truly count on is yourself. I’m not saying you can’t trust or count on other people, or that other people won’t be there for you. But people are human and as such eventually they may (even inadvertently) let you down. Have faith and trust in yourself.
What feeds your enthusiasm for life?
A tough one. Sometimes I think that I don’t have a lot of enthusiasm for life. Any more, I just feel tired and in many ways disappointed. There are a few things that spark my fire and make things worthwhile. Things in nature like a gorgeous sunrise or sunset, or watching the awesomeness of a thunderstorm. Seeing a rabbit, or a lizard scampering across the ground, or a watching birds swooping across the sky. Things like seeing my son stand up to receive his First-Class merit badge in Scouts or watching him go up to receive a certificate & medallion for completing the season in cross-country.
What’s your most memorable (good or bad) airplane commercial or private flight?
When it comes to memorable flights, there have been quite a few. It’s hard to choose which is the most memorable.
One of the very first memorable moments I had on a flight was one where a cup of hot water spilled on me. The stewardess (or cabin attendant as I was always taught) was handing me the hot water for tea. I was reaching for it when the plane hit a bit of turbulence. I ended up with a good size burn on my hip and ended up with a ride in an ambulance.
Another memorable flight was one in which the entire trip was filled with nothing but turbulence. At one point we hit turbulence it felt like the plane dropped like several hundred feet or more. Talk about stomach ending up in your throat, or mouth.
There was another (or maybe it was the same as the one above) where we ended up circling above Chicago O’Hare for, I don’t know how long…. When we finally landed and was heading out with my grandma to her car, the parking lot was just about as bad as the airspace above airport. I don’t remember how long it took us to get out of that parking lot but I remember it did take awhile.
If you were a great explorer, what would you explore?
What would I explore? What would I explore?
I remember when I was younger and I’d go house-hunting with my dad. I remember going in and looking into all the nooks and crannies to see what there was. I remember going camping with my dad and going off to explore the area (always keeping the campsite in site or at the very least not wandering off so far that I lost track of where it was). I remember going for a walk in the neighborhood whenever I’d visit one of my aunts and uncles in Chicago. I always enjoyed doing a bit of “exploring” when I was younger. I don’t know if that same exploring nature is still there or not. Anymore, there really aren’t any opportunities to find out. I think it may still be, buried somewhere down deep. I think also the opportunity to explore, academically, would be cool as well — I just have no idea what that might be… The opportunities there are endless, if only there was the time.