We all have those moments that define us and who we are. If we are lucky, we have many of those moments in our lives. We also have those things that we have always wanted to do, those things that are on our bucket list.
Next Friday, I mark one of those things off my bucket list. I am going skydiving, on Friday July 13th. And I figure it is the perfect day and date for the event. An early morning with a good breakfast, then a shoot two hour drive to Chattanooga. We will go through training, get suited up and go up in the air. It is a tandem jump, so I will not have to be the one to jump out of the place – which is good because I would probably freeze on my first jump. Also, who wants a klutz jumping out of a plane? Better leave that to the professional…and let me be tied to them. That way if I do trip and fall, and take them with me, at least they know what to do.
The day is the 2nd anniversary of my Mother’s death. And instead of moping and being sad, I choose to celebrate her and her adventurous spirit by jumping. And I have a letter for her, that I will give her on the way down. The first Mother’s day I swam out to the ocean, and the the letter go in a big wave, for the sea to give to her. This year, she will find her letter in the clouds. And it is a little defiant as well. She forbid me to skydive while she was alive, so I waited.
And maybe in that adventure is where we will find ourselves. Because maybe we all get a little lost sometimes. And when we are lost we need something to help us remember what matters, what is sacred, what is true. When we are lost, we need to see things from high up, the big picture, to understand how to navigate and how to be unlost. Maybe from high up we can see all of our pieces and know where to go to find them and put ourselves back together.
I am going with this company, Chattanooga Skydiving, Friday July 13th at 11am central time (12 noon ET). If you are reading this come on out and jump with us. The more the merrier. It will be fun, it will be trilling, it will be a moment to remember. A way to celebrate life, love and adventure.
And if skydiving is not your thing, have an adventure somehow. Do something that scares you, excites you, makes year heart beat faster and makes you remember that you are alive. Have a life that is well lived. Life is what we make it, so make it an adventure, make it good and make it happy, my friends.