It’s been over a year and a half since we relocated; I’ve conquered San Diego by sea and by land…. so why not also by air? Sometime during our first months we had ventured to the spectacular Glider Port by Torrey Pines. I proclaimed to my (incredulous) husband that I’d love to go paragliding. He promptly laughed it off.
Months later, on Mother’s Day, my charming husband told me to put my butt where my mouth is (in a matter of speaking, of course) as he handed me a gift certificate for a paraglide tour. There was one parameter: he and the kiddos wanted to watch. The reason? He was sure I would soil myself, and he did not want to miss that.
Weeks passed. Months passed. Not because I was nervous, but because it was logistically challenging: it was hard to find an afternoon that we had good air and no obligations, and we had to be free at a moment’s notice. I don’t do a lot of things with just a moment’s notice.
A day in March proved to be it. The adventure was spectacular.
Flying, floating, soaring.
Alas, no soiling.
The gorgeous ocean view on the right was trumped only by the incredible estates on the left (yes, the same La Jolla neighborhood where, ironically, the POTUS is lunching as I type). From seals and surfers, to golfers and nudists… there was activity all around that I could see from a completely unique perspective.
This adventure was something I will always remember, with the most profound moment occurring on ground prior to flight.
My 9-year-old, witty, snarky and dryly blunt, hugged me and sent me off with these poignant words:
Mommy, if you die, know you were loved.
Ummm….should I be profoundly touched or deeply offended?
I’ll opt for the former.
As another Mother’s Day is upon us, I wish you all give or receive accordingly the love, gratitude and appreciation that you feel…however it may be demonstrated.
Holy S**T you actually did this!
Congratulations, I envy your courage!
Love the photo
Amazing! You finally did it. Stunning picture. Happy mama’s day – know you are loved 😉