When all around you
seems in disrepair. What do you do?
Yesterday, emotions surfaced in tears. I felt angry, sad, betrayed and lost. So I said to myself – what would dad do?
I knew what he’d do. He wouldn’t give up.
Yesterday, emotions surfaced in tears. I felt angry, sad, betrayed and lost. So I said to myself – what would dad do?
I knew what he’d do. He wouldn’t give up.
So today I grew back
that word “acceptance.”
It’s the way things are. They way they should be. Like what dear Uncle Len always says.
It’s the way things are. They way they should be. Like what dear Uncle Len always says.
“Everything happens
exactly the way it should.”
Last night I turned the music up really loud. I danced around in my small space on my boat. I ate. I did laundry. I shouted. And I cried.
Last night I turned the music up really loud. I danced around in my small space on my boat. I ate. I did laundry. I shouted. And I cried.
I feel so much better
today.
To accept what is
fully.
It’s what you have to do.
It’s what you have to do.
N.B. I’ve spent the
last eight years living on my boat. Recently I moved to Vancouver to go to
school. There is VERY limited space for allowable “liveaboard” moorage.
I spend 21 days
anchored out in False Creek (maximum allowable within 40 days), then pay a
fortune for temporary transit moorage for 19 days.
Yesterday I was
denied “temporary” winter moorage because I’m a “liveaboard.”
2 comments:
Feeling for you! Been a liveaboard too. Better luck in the carribean. Have my boat in panama now.
Yuppers... should sail 'er south - maybe when school is finished... Appreciate the support!!! BTW first morning with frost... slip slip sliding away!
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