Not very long ago my daughter and I had a conversation about why would anyone want to jump from an airplane. My views are fairly simple. No amount of money could get me to jump out of a perfectly good airplane. I wouldn't even consider jumping out of a crippled aircraft. As a matter of fact, had I been a passenger on Air Force One with Harrison Ford, I would have taken my chances with the terrorists.
Imagine my surprise when one Sunday morning my daughter and I have the following conversation:
"By the way, Mom, I went skydiving yesterday."
"That's nice, dear."
"You don't believe me?"
Teasing mom with the absurd was nothing new in our family. Except my disbelief was corrected when photos of my daring daughter appeared on the internet the next day. Holy Silk Parachutes. I watched the video. She really did it! In order to celebrate a friend's birthday my child, who only a few days before had agreed with me that nothing could make us jump out of a plane, did just that. Terrified. The most fear she's ever felt in her life. But she did it.
It took me a good long while to get over the fear of what might her friends come up with next to celebrate a birthday and move from the "she has to be crazy" into the "how awesome and brave is my daughter for overcoming fear" camp.
I freely admit my daughter is a better woman than I am. There is still no way I would ever willingly jump out of a plane. On the bright side, I'd been struggling with where to go with the next book in my Aloha Series. Well, that book – Dive into You – is now available at all vendors and if I do say so myself, I do love my former navy, skydiving hero!
Find Dive Into You at: Amazon
Are any of you brave enough to try skydiving? What was your brave adventure?