Life spins on a dime. One year ago today my world shattered. Rather than waking up in the arms of the Love of My Life the morning we were to raise anchor to sail to St. Petersburg to prepare Doodlebug for a north Atlantic Crossing later in the year, I found myself abandoned in the middle of an anchorage. .
I had a dinghy with one oar and a paddle which broke the first time I used it. I had no working phone, two maxed out credit cards, $11.66, no useful tools and a sailboat I loved but didn't know how to sail. That was then. My Now has been chronicled in this Instagram feed. .
What he did and how he did it was unconscionable; however the woman I am today blows me away. I view her/talk about her in third person because she is/I am so different from what was. The me of today while exhausted and wishing I were elsewhere sailing to far off places like so many of you, is content and has done so many things I'd never done before/never knew (or believed) I could do. .
It's true I wouldn't mind if I were further along in my skill set. However considering I started at ground zero with a vertical learning curve means where I am today is pretty amazing. I am still aboard Doodlebug. She is still afloat. Yesterday I cleaned an outboard motor carburetor. Two days ago I rowed from shore with wind gusting 30kts.The oarlock holders still give me grief and the hatch projects still need attention. That's okay. It's part of this life. Like all boat owners Doodlebug never lacks projects. .
Will I realize my dream? I know not. I hope so. I would really like to. I gave up making plans one year ago.The only thing I can control is my attitude and this year I chose contentment. I have only the here and now, this moment. Today I celebrate one entire year of moments. With this celebration comes the hope more moments will take me where I want to go.