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For 28 years, I worked as cabin crew, flying across the world. My focus was always on where I was going, or where I had just come from. The skies were my workplace, and the destinations were my purpose. I never really thought about the land below us—we were simply too busy.
But life has a way of shifting your perspective.
Now, living where I do, I’ve realised something quite extraordinary. Years ago, while flying routes between places like London and Argentina, I was passing over this very area—over the house I now live in, over what is now my garden.
Back then, it meant nothing to me. Just another stretch of land beneath the clouds.
And now, I stand in that same garden, looking up, watching aircraft trace their paths across the sky, wondering who is on board, where they’re going, and what their lives look like.
It’s strange, isn’t it? How we can pass over places—over moments, even—without realising their future meaning to us.
Technology today can show us routes, maps, and memories. It can connect us to where we’ve been in ways we never imagined. But sometimes, it also reminds us how little we noticed at the time.
So next time you look up at a plane crossing the sky, take a moment to wonder.
Where are they coming from?
Where are they going?
And could one of them, one day, be looking down at the place they’ll eventually call home?
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