Tuesday, May 27, 2025

A Sailing Celebration (of Life)

 


Sliding into the unexpected warm salt water pool, I hear Che squeal in delight before I fully submerge. 


And for a second, maybe it was a thousand years, I float, safe, secure and happy, as others kick and splash above me.  

As soon as I break the surface to breath, Che body slams herself into mine, and we swim together laughingly.  

Sarah smiles sitting poolside watching. 

It's been a long couple of days getting here again, cruising away together, and we're as tired as Che is excited. 

Looking at Sarah just before I slide into the pool, I sigh, "Oh Che don't make me do this" because honestly it's the last thing I feel like doing. 

Sarah nods, I slide and Che squeals. 

The magic moment, floating there in a womb, ready for what's coming next and we spent the next hour swimming, hugging, splashing and laughing. 

It's an idyllic beginning.

Reality quickly reclaims it's throne as overly excited Che wants to do everything on the boat at once, while Sarah and I are ready for bed!

Two days later, we crash. 

It's hard to leave the room, though we manage several excursions, but are mostly content to watch the deep blue Caribbean Sea outside our cabin.  

My celebration of life now, rather than later, is going as beautifully as I could have imagined, squeezing every bit of love we can out of these moments. 

As far as "Celebrations of Life" goes, this one's kicking off just fine. 

                          ******

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