How You Can Find Peace in Letting Go

My instructor and I scootch closer to the roll-away door in the side of the plane at 12000 feet. Inching toward the jump deck beside me is my first born little boy—now 6’4” and, as of this day, graduated from high school. The sound of the single engine roars and communication is reduced to grins and wide-eyed expressions of, “Actually? Really? We’re going to do this?”

We exchange a final high five, fist bump, and hang loose sign, as was the custom among the professional jumpers on board, and he kneels before the gateway of gravity, ready to launch. (more…)