Last weekend, Christy and I traveled to Burlington, Vermont. Almost 19 years ago, I started working for a company based in Burlington. I've wanted to visit Vermont ever since however, my fear of having a panic attack on an airplane kept me locked inside my own invisible prison. After watching my parents struggle to get around as easily as they used to, I have been acutely aware of how short life is and that you need to do things while you can. I had finally grown so tired of living in fear that I just decided to face it head on. I handed my fear over to God once and for all and took the leap.
My dear friend Liz, invited us up to stay with her. Liz was a very gracious hostess; she thought of everything! Not only did Liz let us stay with her, she showed us a wonderful weekend.
Christy took a picture of me taking the bus from our car to the airport.
