February 20, 2019
How I Knew I Dearly Loved My Husband

My husband used to have a small Cessna airplane, and he loved to fly it.  He is a private pilot, but only as a hobby, and for several years, we kept that plane so we could "hop" the distance between our town and the next big city when we wanted to go shopping.  

In the beginning, it wasn't too bad, but I have a weak stomach, and sometimes those small planes can shake pretty badly in the air, even though you're not flying at a high altitude.  So, I often got airsick.  The sensations of turbulence were the worst.

Back then, my husband took one of my friend's husbands on a sightseeing tour for his birthday.  Guess what?  The birthday boy got sick too.  That's when my friend asked me how I didn't get sick.  "Of course I get sick," I said, "but I have my sick bags right there."  When she asked me why I kept doing it, I said "Because I love to see his eyes light up when he is flying.  His smile, his enjoyment - I just love that!"  That's how I knew I dearly loved my husband.

Eventually, we sold the plane, so no more flying like this for now.  Phew!  But I wouldn't change that experience for anything!

Marisol


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