Well, at first, on May 24, the day of my surgery, I left port. I was going to sail around the world. The first weeks were filled with nervousness, and excitement set in after I realized this was really happening, the surgery was over, and I was on the road to recovery. I would be better in no time.
The wind was filling my sails, and I was pushing full speed to the end port.
However, now I am in the doldrums, where it is hot, sticky, no wind, and boring—I have just realized how LONG this is ACTUALLY going to take. Yes I am slowly progressing as there is a slight breeze (happy events in my life) here and there slowly pushing me along, but overall, it feels like little is happening.
Maybe I am making more progress than I realize. However that’s the rub—I am NOT realizing it.
I feel as though I am stuck with no emergency motor on my boat. To add to it I can’t find my colorful spinnaker to possibly speed me up. I have not written a post in a while and this is why. I have to find something to get me going again, to help me fight through this.
I have a long journey ahead of me. I just hope I can gather the strength to make it though the doldrums and make it to the end port where the new Kimberly will be waiting on me.
I will find a way. I always do.
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