In 1999, when a female financial executive in the United States was skydiving at an altitude of 4400 meters, she suddenly found that her umbrella bag could not be opened, closed her eyes in despair, and quietly waited for death to come.
On January 25, 1999, an ordinary weekday, under the clear sky of Chester County, South Carolina, a small plane was circling high in the sky.
Inside the cabin, a blonde white woman was engrossed in checking her skydiving gear.
Her name is Joan Murray, an amateur skydiver with 35 skydives experience.
During her normal working day, she is an ordinary bank clerk and the mother of twin daughters.
But every time she takes vacation, she chooses to embrace the sky and pursue the excitement and freedom of skydiving.
This is Joan's 36th skydive in preparation, and after the first 35 successful skydives, she is quite confident in herself.
This time, she specially equipped a new set of skydiving equipment, intending to try a different feeling.
"Everything is ready, ready to skydive!" The coach's voice came through the headphones.
Joan took a deep breath and did not hesitate to jump out of the cabin from an altitude of 4400 meters.
This time the height was a bit risky for her, but she believed she could handle it at all.
In free fall, Joan enjoys the sensation of her body gliding through the air, preoccupied with sensing the direction of the wind, ready to open her parachute.
However, when she pulled the parachute rope, nothing happened. The spare parachute also completely failed.
Fear instantly overwhelmed Joan, and she realized that she was falling to the ground at super high speed.
At 700 feet in the air, she had seen a huge ant mound on the ground.
As a last glimmer of hope, she adjusted her posture and fell directly there.
With an earth-shattering crash, Joan fell into that fluffy ant nest.
Intense pain came from every part of her body, and she felt like a broken rag doll.
After a brief fainting, a burning tingling woke her up.
It turned out that those angry ants were frantically biting her body, leaving her barely awake.
Fortunately, some villagers passing by spotted Joan lying in an ant nest and immediately took her to the nearest hospital.
At the South Carolina Medical Center, doctors performed as many as 20 surgeries and 17 blood transfusions for Joan.
She suffered multiple fractures on the right side of her body, lost several teeth and had nails implanted in her pelvis.
After two weeks of coma, Joan finally regained consciousness.
Over the next few months, she underwent arduous physiotherapy and gradually regained her ability to walk.
Two months later, she returned to work, rejecting the company's offer for early retirement.
Two years later, Joan, who had recovered from her injuries, returned to the skydiving base to prepare for her first and 37th overall skydive since the accident.
When the coach shouted the password "jump" again, she took a deep breath and plunged into the sun and blue sky again without hesitation.
This thrilling skydiving experience made Joan cherish her life even more, but it did not discourage her love for skydiving.
She hopes that her story will encourage more people to pursue their dreams and not forget to be cautious, because life is only once, no matter how careful you are.
Joan's story has been talked about for years.
However, as time flies, no one knows the whereabouts of this brave woman.
Maybe she is already gray-haired, but the heart that dares to pursue dreams should always be active.
Whenever someone flutters their wings under the blue sky, they can't help but think of this legendary ordinary woman, whose story of wrestling with life still inspires the sunshine in countless hearts.
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