Flying high at 20,000 Feet

So I FLEW for the 1st time in over 2 years, as many know, I have a very dramatic fear of flying. But I did it, we prayed (& had other people praying as well) for our flight to be smooth & turbulance-free. I knew I couldn't run forever & being that my mom lives in Chicago, I'd need to get over this fear. It was a fabulously nice flight, thanks Delta. Now pray for our flight back to ATL & I may just start flying all over the US with no fear! I've just had some hum-dingers of bad flights in my past that have taken me the point of no return, the last flight I was on included the flight attendant telling me that it was the worst flight she'd had in all her 17 years in that profession.
More importantly, it was Parker's 1st flight, he did fine, climing all over us, squaking at the guy between the seats, doing his thing to make people tell him how cute he is, & even sleeping in my arms during the decent to Chicago.
He is fast asleep in Mom & Steve's 22nd floor downtown loft right now, sleeping through the sounds of the L right below us. What a perfect little boy.