Trauma

My hands were trembling uncontrollably as I sat in the aisle seat. The turbulence was unbearable and I felt as though at any moment I would start screaming at the top of my lungs. The two kids behind me were throwing fits because their mom wouldn't unbuckle their seats. I just wanted them to shut up. I wanted to be safely back home in New York with my husband, Chris. I wish he was here right now. I need someone to hold my hand and tell me everything will be all right. The tears started streaming down my cheeks as I bit my tongue to hold in the scream. Planes terrified me. Ever since September 11th, 2001 I had avoided planes at all costs. Now I had no choice. I was in a plane and there was no way to get out of it. Well unless I felt like falling to a certain death. That didn't seem ideal though. Those screaming children had better keep their yaps shut or I will go back there and smack them myself. Close your eyes Mary. Breathe deeply. You will get through this. The plane seemed to rock back and forth. Oh what I wouldn't give to be on a cruise ship. Then at least if there was something wrong with the boat you could just go for a little swim. That didn't work out so well when you were thousands of feet in the air. I will be home soon. Just another half hour of this hellhole and I will be safely in the arms of my loving husband who will never let me get on a plane for the rest of my life. No more! I will live through this and continue on with my life because nothing will change. Then my entire body went numb. The plane was dropping. My stomach was left wherever the plane used to be. Oh no. No no no no no. This is not happening. The children had stopped screaming. I could guess that their faces were drained of color and they were as terrified as me. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. Were we going to die? Was this going to be my last few minutes on earth? Why is the plane going down? I feel like I am deaf. It looks like people are trying to talk. I can't hear them. Oh my...am I deaf? There is a ringing in my ears. I can move my fingers again. They are still trembling. I just heard someone. Oh thank the Lord I am not deaf! The captain is speaking. He says we are about to land. Oh. That's good.