I’d like to think that Dad is sailing on the most beautiful seas right now. I can see him on the bow of the Dire Strait, his 36’ sailboat, looking ahead to a new adventure. I cannot bare to think of him at the stern waving goodbye to us, so looking forward is good for me. I imagine that he is happy and pain-free, and that he is inhaling wonderful sea air into healthy lungs and exhaling….all on his own.
Today my sister and I walked St. Pete Pier. What a gorgeous day of sailboats, dolphins, the sun and the sea. I feel close to Dad here.
Tonight, I watched the sunset at one of his favorite places, Passé Grille. And it was gorgeous.
Goodnight, Dad. Safe sails tonight. I love you. ♥️