We flew down two weeks after the tragedy. I was a wreck, but the kids showed no fear whatsoever. The airport was very empty and no kids were around which freaked me out. When we got to our gate, there were more families. I did notice everyone sizing each other up, instead of burying their heads in the papers or a book. Everybody was kind of half smiling and saying Hi how are you to each other. The plane was half empty and the Stewards told us we could spread out. We had a huge male steward on our plane, very built. That made me feel much better. My kids were fine, but when we took off my oldest son - 11, started shaking like a leaf. I said What is wrong and he said "I think I AM afraid of flying". Actually I had mentioned driving to the kids and now that I think about it, he was the only one who said OK, I'll drive if you want to. We got immersed in our homework and then he was fine. I was fine after about 1 hour into the flight. Coming home the airports seemed to be back to normal. If you can overcome your fear, I think you won't be sorry and will have a wonderful trip.