Flying doesn't bother me at all. I used to fly every week for business. I flew out of La Guardia airport the day after a plane departing LGA crashed (November 2001). That was also my first flight after 9/11. Didn't bother me.
My husband, on the other hand, is a basket case when it comes to flying. He has to take a sleeping pill as soon as he gets on board. If I'm flying, I have to call him on my cell phone the second they open the doors for deboarding, or he reads me the riot act. I literally cannot comprehend what makes him so nervous.
The only problem I have when I fly, is that I am totally unable to sleep. Even on a transpacific flight I took last year - couldn't sleep a wink.
