The last time I dove was with my daughter Chelsea. We were in Key Largo staying at the Holiday Inn on a Daddy/Daughter trip. We were excited and Chelsea was the first off the boat that day.
She sat on the rail and back flipped off ... landing on top of a five feet black tip shark.
I'd always taking walking on water in faith until that moment.
Chelsea was back on top of the water in a Nano-second running across the sea back to the boat. Underneath we could plainly see the shark getting the hell out of there.
I've never laughed so hard.
Chelsea had to be coaxed back into the water but we had lovely dives that day. That night we sat around the swimming pool at the Holiday Inn near the Tiki Bar, talking about the future and just having fun.
She's had just graduated from St. Vincent's High School and was college bound. We were in the Keys celebrating her transition in life.
Today she's flying to New York City for interviews for Graduate School. It's supposed to snow there so the city isn't as high on her list as it was yesterday. She's got other options too, in Washington D.C. and Tampa, Florida, so it will be interesting to see where she ends up.Perhaps that's what's got me nostalgic for diving. Life continues to change for my baby girl.
Before Grad school, she's getting married and our relationship has morphed from Daddy taking care of his baby girl to a father and his daughter who likes to go to UGA football games together along with her brother Jeremy. We have fun and I'm missing those times.
Now I'm staring out the window because I've just received a text from her letting me know she's arrived. Her future is now.
So I say a prayer for the blessing she is to me and for the wonderful times we've had. I make a promise to orchestrate more. Until then, I'll dive into other things, enjoying them to their fullest, and enjoying cheering her on as she makes her life hers.
