The sky echoed as I felt in my heart. The sun was shining the blue sky bright. But there was a touch of darkness. It was heard to explain but it was there. I turned back to my husband and kissed him and kissed my 2 baby girls on the cheek. One was 5 and one was 2. I entered the plane with one look back at my life. In a tiny town off the coast of Ireland. With grandma Lia’s grocery store off the 16th street. Turn the corner and you see the daycare. This place has been my home. Until I got a lottery ticket allowing me to visit 50 huge cities. She’ll be back in 10 years. Her babies will be all grown up. But this was an opportunity to finally get money for her children. She headed onto the plane with no more glances back but with promises to call every day. The plane lifts as I see the clouds next to me. Then I hear screaming and crying and the engine rumble. I see the clouds go above me again and the plane start to fall. I hear crying. I hear my brain scream that i was an idiot. That this was all corrupt. But the last thing I think of is the face of my husband and children.