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Thursday, October 21, 2010


I have had the good fortune to do a lot of travel in my life and, for me, that has meant getting on an airplane. I hate to fly. No matter how much I do it, I don't get used to it. Today, I am going on an airplane to visit my family. Yes, I am abandoning my husband and children until Sunday for a little decompression. I clearly need a vacation, I can feel the stress in the back of my neck and my husband couldn't be more supportive of my going for a few days. He's such a good Dad, I don't worry about leaving the kids in his good hands for a few days. It'll be like a party for them at home!

But I'm clenching my teeth about my upcoming air travel.

Is there anything you have to do that scares you?

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