When my daughter asked me what I want for Christmas this year, I said I wanted to do a parachute jump. She looked at me for a few minutes as though I had grown three heads and sprouted wings.
It has always been something I want to do: my father was a paratrooper and he talked to me about his days when he served in the army. I listened as he remembered his training (one-one thousand, two-one thousand)
Would I scream all the way down? Probably. Would I regret my life decisions? No, because sometimes the only thing to fear, is fear itself. I’ve been on rides, such as Nemesis, and as long as I feel safe and strapped in. Also it would be a tandem jump, so I would be in safe hands.
Maybe they will give me that experience as a present. I hope so because I wasn’t joking. Life has a habit of throwing curveballs at you, and while I am able this one thing on my list can be ticked off.

My dad was also a paratrooper in WW2 Diana. He did practice jumps and combat jumps and he told the best stories, but I have never had the desire to jump out of a plane, although I do admire your courage.
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Perhaps they knew each other.
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Ny dad was in the 101 paratrooper division also known as the Screaming Eagles and I guess that is possible.
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You are a far braver person than I am.
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I might get up there and regret all life decisions.
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I am so scared of heights. I don’t think I could jump out of the plane lol. I love a good plane ride, but I will stick to the seat with the seatbelt *giggles*
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