March 29, 2011

Departure Stresses and Sisterly Cures…


 I’m becoming excessively familiar with the sunrise here. I can tell at the first hint of light what the sky will become. If it glows with a deep purple—the reds will follow. If grey shows first then it will be a golden pink.

I’m not sure I’m happy with this knowledge… Ideally I’d like to be sleeping when the sun isn’t up. I’d rather not be worrying over lists, finishing off columns, sending out emails and trying to cover the millions of tiny details you need to cover when you’re about to sail off the edge of the earth…
 Today though we bagged the work and went sailing. Sailing… Actually we claimed it was work by saying we had a bunch of modifications to test sail—which we did. We also have a bent rudder stock to sort out (eek!!) We have no idea went it was bent but sailing today confirmed our steering hasn’t recently changed.
 The main reason for setting sail today though is my sister and her family are here. So we loaded them up early this am and set out for the Islas Tres Marietas. Dolphins frolicked in our bow waves, the kids swam and enjoyed each other’s company, and my sister and I caught up over a bottle of wine, and then we set out on a perfect sail home.
 It was a day we shuffled around as we wondered if we could even fit it into our schedule. But as it drew to a close today, I realized it was the sort of thing we should spend our entire lives making time for. Even if it means rising well before the sun…

1 comment:

Lynda Halliger-Otvos said...

Speaking from a place where my sister no longer will ever visit me, I implore you to take Every. Single. Chance. you get to be with her.