Upon landing smoothly on the sun-drenched tarmac of Miami International Airport, Elena brought the aircraft to a final stop at the gate and completed the shutdown checklist. As the passengers began to deplane, Elena stepped out of the cockpit to greet them near the main exit door. The little girl from row twelve stepped forward, holding her mother’s hand, her eyes wide with admiration. Elena knelt down to match the child’s height, taking off her pilot’s wings pin from her lapel and pressing it gently into the young girl’s hand, telling her never to let anyone tell her that her dreams were too big for the sky.
Wings Over Solitude
