I feel you on this... starting at 4 yrs old I flew back and forth (alone) between my divorced parents - every other weekend I flew to see my dad, summer and holiday breaks from school too. I never minded flying though until I had kids... now every single take off and landing I'm waiting to blow up in air or skid off the runway. It's not a good feeling - many prayers are said in those moments. LOVE your page
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