If I Had Known...

As a child, I was intrigued by the sky. My mom obsessed about the sea, my dad about the mountains...but for me it was the sky that held the mysteries of the universe that begged to be unlocked and understood. Always changing, no defined beginning or end, answers to no one and nothing, fickle, fierce, austere, serene, deadly, and beautiful. Why is it blue? Where does it end? Why is there wind? Why are the clouds red? Where does it meet the sea? What are the clouds made of? Who knew that the sky and wind would become such an integral part of my living and my leisure? There is no element to which I am more beholden and dependent, and which dictates whether I work or not. I always wondered what the world looked like from up there, what the air feels like 12,000 feet up. I never dreamed in a million years I would be falling out of the same sky I looked up at as a kid!!