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That Curious Thing Called ‘Flight Attendant Life’
There is so much that I can’t really tell you about my job anymore and sometimes, what I can tell you is hard to explain. There are no schedules, I have no benefits— health or flight— and
Continue readingHappy [With Or Without You]
The hurt reminiscent of a break-up claws deep within me; begging for an avenue of escape. Words— which I so often use to break sadness, clear confusion, or portray hope and happiness—feel grossly beyond
Continue reading“The Motions:” Because Nobody Loves ‘Mile 17’
“Awwww— I don’t like seeing you like this,” he said with concern in his voice. I pursed my lips and sighed. Just be happy. Find what you can be thankful
Continue reading“Life Envy:” How To Deal When Everyone Else’s Adventure Appears Better Than Your Own
I looked out over the sun glinting against the Pacific— the chill of February slipping beneath my light hoodie as I quietly contemplated his question. I can’t even remember the question now, but
Continue readingEnroute: Reflecting On My First Month Working In Private Aviation
December 21st marked my one-month ‘Workaversary’ as a Ground Attendant for a large private aviation company. Just as my job title hints; I am grounded.
Continue readingYou Will Never Be The Same: Thoughts On Travel, Masada, & Israel
I often find it hard to comprehend how it is that I have had the chance— in a short few years of being a flight attendant— to see places, not just once, but
Continue readingFresh Orange Juice & Hot Tamales
I have 38 minutes to write a blog. 38 minutes to tell you about the last two weeks of my life; two weeks that feels more like two months. 38 minutes is not enough. If you didn’t know, it usually
Continue readingBeing “Grounded”
“There is no elevator to success. You have to take the stairs.” —Zig Ziglar “Ok— I don’t really know how to tell what type of Gulfstream is what…” My words
Continue reading“The Angel in 22B:” The Life Changing Moments All Around Us
One thing that I can say from my experience as a flight attendant is that bad days do exist. Although most days are pretty awesome— just gallivanting around the globe— the bad days do come and when
Continue readingAnd It Sinks In…
“…I’m not going back to the cape, hat, and red leather gloves.” I closed my eyes; the Mercedes rocking my head side-to-side as the
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