Nice to see you again. Follow me, @SydneyOwen. Thanks for being here!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: In case you hadn’t heard yet, skydiving is like dating. Kinda.
Dear Skydiving,
Hi again. Nice to see you. You look handsome today, with your light breeze and baby blues. I missed you. It’s Friday morning, which means it’s the best slash worst time of the week. It’s the best because I’m BEYOND super pumped to come see you. It’s the worst because, before I know it, it’ll be Monday morning and time for me to come back to reality. I’m working on living in the moment, and I’m really good at it when I’m with you, it’s just the rest of the week where I play hurry up and wait that I need to focus on.
I want to learn all about you but I don’t want to be obnoxious about it. I don’t want to rush things, because that’s how people get hurt in this sport. So I’ll do myself a solid and take it down a notch. Roll with the punches, you know? I’ll keep my eyes and ears open and maybe, if we’re lucky, you’ll share another chunk of goodness with me this weekend. You haven’t let me down yet. But seriously, don’t get freaked out when I jump up and down after an awesome skydive. I’m allowed to get ridiculously excited about you.
And that silence when we’re hanging out, usually on the ground because Mother Nature is trying to screw with my patience? Yeah, I’m not so worried about that. I’ve never been the type that has to fill that space. Half of the reason I like you so much is that you’re the polar opposite of anything I’ve ever experienced, so even when we aren’t teaching and learning and doing the whole dance-in-the-sky thing, I’m content. Hopefully you are too. I think you are. You’re cool like that.
Have I told you, skydiving, that I’m straight up and down crazy about you (er.. I mean… you’re a pretty cool dude)? It’s true. You’ve taught me a shit ton about myself and I kinda just want to be around you all the time because I’m addicted to learning and because you’re changing my life one day at a time, even if I’m not up in the air. So, you know, thanks for that.
Oh, and thanks for introducing me to some of the best people I’ve ever known. And for teaching me how to do math as it pertains to skydiving. Like, lunch out every day at work = a weekend of jumping. Duh I’m going to bring my lunch! And for being a solid part of my life, whatever capacity that is right now.
Like I’ve said before, I can’t wait to see where things go from here. 31 jumps so far. Gear is ordered. We’re scheduling trips together (yay for Jump for Diabetes and some tunnel time in Colorado). I’m ready.
Are you?
Blue skies,
Sydney
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