Wings & Flight
Today I walked outside and I felt what has become a very familiar and welcomed feeling. I felt my wings spread open, ready for flight.
The spring sun on my face and my flight instructor (my wonderful husband) walking beside me. A kiss good-bye from him, the radio turned up, appropriately playing ‘Fly with Me’ and I took off for my day, with a smile.
It wasn’t that long ago that being able to fly was foreign to me. I did not realize I had wings, let alone understand that they were only broken. Over the last few years they have most definitely grown and healed. What was broken grows back stronger. So today I fly. No longer the blackbird with a broken wing, no longer the songbird afraid to sing. Today I enjoy my life; Wings open wide.
What makes you fly?