If you're my facebook friend, you know this already... seen the photos and video and saw it coming all along (although you may not have thought I'd go through with it). For those of you not my facebook friend, let me just tell you that I was in a hot air balloon for the first time this morning. And then I got strapped to a bungee cord and then I climbed over the basket, looked down, and jumped.
My head is still on that balloon, looking over the lush, green countryside. I feel the basket under my feet, grasping the bars, leaning back, being pushed off, closing my eyes and feeling the wind rush past me. Free Fall. Weightless. It was like being in water. Then the cord catches me and I feel the tension weighing me down, slowing my descent, and then weightless again, being flown back into the air, rising, rising, rising, falling. Being caught again and tossed back up. Falling, flailing. Then motionless, hanging, the balloon making it descent, bringing me to the ground rushing up to greet me, Hello!
The morning dew clinging to the grass and soaking in my shoes. The morning mist, clearing, burning away. My friends with their cameras out, picture taking, video taping. Then we trudged back to the car, 9:15am and on our way home because I have to work at 11 but first a quick stop at Panera in Topeka, we are so hungry.
I sit here on my couch, it is 9:30 at night. But I close my eyes and I am back again, sitting on the ledge of that basket, looking down. James and Cari and the world beneath me. The sky before me. My heart thumping in my chest ohmyGodicannotbelieveI'm... and I jump.
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