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Head In The Clouds
A years-old desire
Besides writing for Medium, I keep a personal blog for random musings, news about my writing, a place for my soapbox, etc. As a blogger, I read and subscribe to other bloggers. I like a lot of posts from all over the world (Thank you, Google Translate). Like many other people, I have regular bloggers that I subscribe to, writers to whom I can relate on a variety of topics.
I read a post by one of those bloggers yesterday and it’s been on my mind ever since. She writes of wanting to be a flight attendant in the past but not having the courage to follow through with it. That struck a chord with me because I have thought about being a flight attendant for a long time. I even applied, several years ago, and was invited to an interview in Chicago (I live about five minutes from Detroit). The airline would fly me out to the interview and back on a certain day. All I had to do was accept.
I didn’t accept. Of course I couldn’t go. It wasn’t practical at the time. I had two small children and I didn’t want to leave them for extended periods of time. Not long after, we had Youngest Child and the idea of leaving my husband and three boys under the age of six for days on end wrenched my heart. No, the friendly skies could wait.
The thought came back every now and again, especially as I began to get serious about developing a…
