Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Glad we didn't listen.

Jamaica, Mon.
Sure, we were skinnier then.
Notice the sailboat in
the background!
We have two anniversaries this week. First, and absolutely most important, our 18th wedding anniversary is tomorrow, April 18. The statistical average for second marriages is something like 1.8 years. Many people, at the time, didn't even expect us to make that. Guess they were wrong.

The second anniversary to celebrate was on April 13 - one year ago we brought SeaClearly to her new home - our home. Eighteen years ago we weren't sailors. We weren't even boaters. In fact, we couldn't afford any hobbies. But we were sure that we could build a life together. We knew that we were supposed to be together.

Flashback to 4/13/2012
Now, we are on the verge of retiring and setting off, just the two of us (well, three counting Roux), on a sailboat for tropical destinations. On a boat that, we are sure, was meant to be ours.

We seemed a little crazy then. We seem a little crazy now. Hmmm. There seems to be a pattern.

We have sailed some uncharted waters before without much support. We have had to keep focused when panic seemed the best alternative. We have survived hopelessness and floated to the top. Maybe we have, inadvertently,  had the perfect psychological training for cruising on a sailboat.

If anyone finds this post a little deep, sorry. For those of you that find it hopeful and encouraging, welcome aboard!

Happy Anniversary Junie.