I believe I can fly
I believe I can touch the sky....
Guess what, folks? I didn't get the screaming me-mes when Travis and I flew to San Antonio last Friday.
I wore my pink rosary and prayed a lot on take-off and landing. For those of you who do not know this - I am Catholic when I fly. At all other times I am Methodist. By the way, some of the prayers are the same;-)