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Last July, I went skydiving for the first time. I traveled by bus to a beautiful villa, where I spent the morning relaxing in the gardens before skydiving.
I visited a cafe on a lake for breakfast. And ended up eating something not so healthy.
I also met a cute, furry friend.
I was finally in the plane. When the plane climbed higher and higher, I started to feel nervous. Very nervous.
I remember thinking, "I am about to jump out of a plane from 13,000 feet..."
Even though I was scared, I did not to back out. A few moments later, I was falling through the sky.
And then something unexpected happened.
Instead of feeling afraid, I felt free.
The icy cold air rushed past me. Below me, I could see the ocean, the sunset and the beach. Everything looked beautiful from above. For a few minutes, this was all I could see.
Sometimes the things we fear the most become some of our best memories.
If I had listened to my fear, I would have stayed on the plane and missed out on a really great experience.
Now I understand why people enjoy extreme sports like skydiving and bungee jumping. These activities remind us that the world is much bigger than our fears.
Would I do it again?
Absolutely.
In fact, I would do it as many times as possible!
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