I received a beautifully written email from a blog reader a few weeks ago, and it touched me so much, that I wanted to share it.
Please read it:)
I just recently happened upon your blog, not exactly sure how, some google search… I have been intrigued and going through past posts like I’ve stumbled across a fascinating novel and I just cannot pull away from it, reading it page by page hoping to find a grand ending which will answer all the questions solve all the mysteries with it.
What intrigues me the most is how through what you write and how you describe yourself and your world of adventures, I see myself, my unspoken thoughts, my experiences coming to life and being relived through you. I don’t know if that makes sense but I can relate to so much of what you say. Although my experiences and circumstances have been very different, you express it all so well.
…The need to settle yet the urge to continue traveling, to continue seeing the world, to discover yet new places, and see through new eyes has left me confused yet now led me to try out the life of a flight attendant…
Thank you for taking the time to write your thoughts and share it … it’s probably for your own therapy as much as it is for our pleasure and curiosity, I love it, it expresses so much of what i have been wanting to say for long, in small thoughts of phrases u pin it down… such as “..there is something that happens when travel reaches your soul. Exploring becomes better than staying.” or your post about always missing people and places or the “why travel alone”.
Happy New Year. I hope 2013 will bring with it many more happy memories and interesting people and places [along] your way.
Now for my thoughts:
When I began writing The Flight Attendant Life and flying the flight attendant life, I didn’t understand the concept of impact, and had no idea that what I had to say could resonate with people so deeply. I had no idea that it would build friendships and connections around the world. I didn’t know people would understand me in such a way, that I could inspire people. When D~ quoted me in the letter, I looked at the typed words and wondered, “Did I really write that?”
I couldn’t have, because I’m not amazing. I’m not super smart or any more special than anyone else. I don’t see myself as a writer. I don’t see myself as brave for traveling. I don’t see myself as confident or certain, but I have been maturing in the art of being honest, the journey of being real. I think it’s that I desperately want to connect, and to connect takes a breaking into vulnerability. In an odd way, I love the stumbling uncertainty of my spirit; my doubts and my fears, because it is the BIGGEST evidence that anyone can find a niche, purpose, and place. I feel like maybe, through flying and the evolution of my website, that God has slowly been revealing my purpose in life. That this is who I was meant to be and become, even when I don’t completely understand it yet.
I know that I have a deep yearning to add meaning to the world, and it’s comforting for me that you are part of the story, the novel, and to quote D~, I’m also “hoping to find a grand ending which will answer all the questions and solve all the mysteries with it.”