THE PLANE

I was 11 hours into my flight to Korea to meet my long time best friend. It was my first time on a plane and oh hell was I terrified! I only had a couple more hours left until I would land in Korea and see my best friend, Hyun Ok waiting at the pickup area. I giggled a little thinking of her standing there with the bright smile that stretched ear to ear on her face, holding a brightly coloured sign that read my name. She was always one to stand out, after all she was the most beautiful and energetic person I had known.

After a while of entertaining myself with my thoughts the pilot announced that we were experiencing a some turbulence. It didn't seem like "some" to me, nor did it to anyone around me. My heart started to race, my hands began to shake, my eyes were tearing up. I thought I was going to die. Beside me, I saw a mother holding her son, praying. (I didn't believe in god. I couldn't wrap my head around the thought that this one man had so much power that he created life, itself.) But in that moment all I could think about my regrets and all the things I hadn't done; like getting married, having kids, getting OFF a plane. Just as all the tears that I was trying to hold in started rolling down my face, it stopped. The plane stopped shaking! I was so thankful, I felt a billion times more joy than you could ever imagine! I loved my life and I wanted to keep it, as plain and simple as that! I forced myself a sleep for a while so I could get my mind off of what had just happened.