When I
heard Mum and Dad talking in the kitchen, their voices light with excitement, I
knew the day had finally arrived. The house was still cold, the kind
that clings to the walls in the early morning, but it
hardly mattered. We were leaving for our favourite place of sunshine
— Florida.
Sitting in
the living room with all the cases around us, we hear the sound of the
taxi outside. We get everything together and go out to
the taxi. The cold morning air hits us, but today it
doesn’t matter. We know we are starting our holiday.
Waiting for
check-in to open, I sit in my wheelchair and look around me. It is such a busy
place, and I wonder where everyone is going.
Once we get
through check-in and security, the smell of duty-free hits me, and I feel even
more excited.
Walking through duty-free under the bright
lights, the air is thick with perfume. Bottles line the shelves in neat
rows. I slow down beside the familiar scent of Lady Million, the one I
always reach for, before moving on again.
Walking
through the busy airport towards the gate, I feel more excited as I see so
many airplanes. I watch them move across the runway and think about
all the different journeys starting at the same time.
Waiting at the gate, I see the big TUI
airplane and notice how many people are arriving for the
same flight. When the announcement calls our family forward, the
excitement builds even more.
At the
door of the airplane, as Dad gets ready to lift me on board, I say goodbye to
my wheelchair. I’ll see it again in Florida.
Getting
comfortable on the airplane, I watch everyone boarding. I hear the
pilot welcoming everyone on board and talking us through the
flight details. It feels almost time to go.
As I
hear the doors of the airplane closing and feel it begin to move, I look out of
the window. Everything outside is wet and grey. I say
goodbye to cold, rainy Glasgow, knowing I will see it again in two weeks
Nine hours
have passed, and I am starting to feel uncomfortable and miss
my wheelchair. When I hear the pilot announce that we are ten minutes
from landing, I feel a sense of relief that it is almost time to feel the
warm sunshine.
When I hear the wheels
of the airplane hit the runway and see the bright sun outside, the excitement
builds again.
Once we collect our
cases and I am settled back into my wheelchair, we make our way through
the airport.
As the doors slide
open, warm air wraps around us. Palm trees stand tall against the
clear sky.
We have made it — from
cold to sunshine.
Written by Jill

