August 28

I left my Dad at security, and Sarah and I walked into the line. It was the worst feeling to walk away from my Dad and know I wouldn’t see him for a week. I had always been an uneasy traveler and this trip was no exception. Sarah and I were taking our first trip together without our parents. We were going to Seattle to visit our Aunt and Uncle. As we boarded the plane I started to get really nervous. Sarah was wondering why she agreed to go on this trip with me: the worst traveler in the family.

The first flight was uneventful and I made it to Phoenix without passing out. When we got to Phoenix I walked out of the plane with a huge sense of freedom. I had never been anywhere without my parents and it was so liberating to think that I could make all of my own decisions. On the next plane ride, there was excessive turbulence and the flight attendants were told to sit down. I thought the plane was going to crash. I pulled out my knitting as I always did and hoped for the best. The more nervous I got, the faster I knitted. I made it to Seattle with not only my sense of freedom and achievement on making my first trip alone but also with two new scarves to show for it.