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A Pivotal Moment

It’s been a difficult week for me.  I struggle between: I’m so lucky and I can’t believe it’s over.

I’ve been “a sailor” since I was born.  At some point when I was a toddler my mother accidentally dropped me into Narraganset Bay as my parents tried to hand me over from one moving boat to another moving boat.  I have no idea why they were doing this, but I ended up in the drink, and like a good Mom, my mother jumped in after me and saved the day (I was, of course, wearing a lifejacket).

Silly story, but it underscores the point that I’ve been sailing for my entire life.  It’s part of who I am.

But now I’m not.  I was, just last week, but not any more.  It’s weird.  It’s unsettling.  I’m trying to adjust to the new normal.   Yesterday was an especially difficult day as a delivery crew got aboard our Sabre 386 Esmeralde at our slip at New England Boatworks, and after a startlingly brief orientation, sailed her away to her new temporary home in Yarmouth, Maine.  Bruce and I went to Fort Weatherill State Park, a few steps from our home, and watched her sail out of Narragansett Bay with someone else at her helm for the very first time.  It was a painful moment. Continue reading A Pivotal Moment