Let dreams take flight


Stayed up quite a bit last night to finish Sarah Solmonson’s Taking Flight, in which she heartrendingly narrates life before and after her father’s death from an airplane crash in a plane he had dedicated his life to building. It got me thinking a lot about risk, choices, dreams and what happiness in life really means. If you knew your dreams could one day be the direct cause of your death, would you still go through with fulfilling it? Solmonson’s answer is an unequivocal yes. For living emptily, living in small ways, is just another kind of death, only slower, more insidious, and ultimately much much more painful.


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