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I was a fighter and intended to go to war for what I wanted. And I wanted a full, adventurous life filled with amazing friendship and burning, incredible love.
“Isn’t it beautiful? I do this all the time, and it never gets old,” Lucas said as we turned across the sky, circling toward the airport below.
“I’ll never forget this. Never.”
As we drifted toward the ground, I tried to memorize all the feelings inside me and etch them into my soul so I could call on them whenever I wavered from my goal of living an incredible life. Anytime I got scared to push forward into the unknown, I could reach inside myself and pull them out, remembering how it felt to do something that had scared me so much I’d nearly backed out. But I hadn’t. I’d stared fear straight in the face and gave it a punch as hard as that damn kangaroo had punched me. I’d leaped anyway.
“Lift your legs! Don’t put them down!” Lucas shouted as he aimed us toward the ground.
I tightened my abs, lifting my legs with his as we closed the last of the distance to the soft grass below. We hit at exactly the right angle and slid to a stop on our butts. Quickly, he unhooked us, and I clamored to my feet, my weak, shaky legs wobbling as I tried to get my balance.
“Well done, Marge!” Lucas stood and lifted his hand.
I pulled off my goggles, beaming at him as I gave him a high five. “Thanks for the amazing experience!”
“We did it! We did it!” Sylvie screamed.
I turned to see her rushing toward me, her smile so wide it could have split her face in two. Doris and Alice came rushing in from my other side, and in moments, we were in a leaping, screaming circle of wonderous Widows.
“That was incredible!” Doris squealed as she hopped up and down while we all held hands.
“I can’t even lie. That was freaking amazing,” Alice breathed out, her normal stoic expression replaced with one of sheer joy.
“We jumped out of a plane! We did it! I can’t believe we did that!” Sylvie leaped with Doris. “Oh, man. Tom wins the bet. He’s right. Isowant to do that again!”
“I believe it,” I said, slowing our enthusiastic hopping. “I can believe it because, with you ladies at my side, we can do anything. Thank you for pushing me. Thank you for finding me and making me your friend. Thank you for making this life we have worth living. Thank you, my friends. I love you.”
They stopped jumping, too, and with teary eyes, we folded together into a group hug. We stood on that grassy patch of Australia, embracing each other while we took a moment to appreciate the incredible life we got to live because we had one another.
“I think this is what you requested?” Bryce said from behind me, breaking up our little earth-bound reunion.
We gave one last squeeze and turned to see him holding our knitting basket.
“Oh! That’s right! I gave you the basket!” Sylvie broke apart the hug and hurried over to grab it.
“And the wishes are in here?” He flashed that swoon-worthy grin, pointing at the colorful little basket we’d carried all over the world.
“Yep. That baby holds all our dreams. One down, three left,” I answered when Sylvie hoisted it up.
He shook his head, giving us each an appreciative glance. “Freaking awesome, ladies. I’m so glad I got to be part of this. I hope you had fun.”
“Thank you for everything, Bryce. This has been an incredible journey. Even if I do have to leave my tooth behind in Australia.” I pointed at my mouth, then shrugged.
Bryce laughed and gave us a little wave. “I’ll be over in the hangar with the boys. You ladies take your time and come get me when you’re ready. I’ll drive you back to the resort.”
“Thanks, Bryce,” we echoed, then all turned to face Sylvie holding our beloved little basket.
“Okay, Marge. Your wish, your pick.”
I opened the lid, closing my eyes while I reached inside, excited to head out on the next adventure I knew would make our amazing life even better. When my fingers brushed the pieces of paper, I grabbed one and pulled it out. Everyone held their breath while I flipped it over to see the name.
Alice.
“Oh! It’s me!” she clapped, then gave a little shimmy.
“What is it? What are we doing?” Doris asked.
“Probably swinging,” I answered, giving Alice a glance and an eye-roll.
