Position N 27° 22.225’,
W 82° 37.075’.
Longboat Key Club Moorings, FL
Last weekend was the memorial of our son-in-law Joey Harrison and we spent the time with our daughter, three grandchildren and all the other family members who had gathered in Pensacola. I think the weekend went well and that we gave Joey a great send off. Joey will always be remembered and obviously will be sorely missed by his family. The fact that he died at the age of 41 is a stark reminder of the fragility of life but one thing that was echoed by all is that he lived his life the way he wanted and that was the focus I came away with. Nothing much has been happening with ‘Partners' but I still have the urge to write about something. Obviously the Admiral and I are very enthusiastic about our forthcoming retirement and cruising adventure. In the meantime we are both being tormented by the possibilities yet are still having to manage the worrying about a missed phone call, rushing for an appointment etc., these are common dirt dwelling problems that all of us have suffered with or are still suffering from now. I am and it is stressful! The only difference for the time being is that instead of living in a house we live on a boat. Until the lines are finally cast off we are stuck with these landlubber problems. Don’t get me wrong, I have always had a good work ethic and have been admonished for putting in too many hours. In fact it was the major factor in the dissolution of a marriage. With a wife and four children the attention I gave the family was not in balance with the time I gave the ‘job’. Just remember it is definitely necessary to have a balance and we all hear that “family is the most important thing”...how many of us really put the job before the family?
I remember chairing a meeting once where I had the privilege of being surrounded with a staff of people that I had chosen as employees and therefore had the right to share my expectations with. My dream has been alive for a very long time, decades in fact; every since Lavinia and I were married on a small island offshore St. Vincent in the Caribbean, I told Lavinia that one day we would sail back to the Island but this time it would be under our own steam, we’re not quite there yet but a lot closer than when I uttered those words. In the meeting I was enlisting support for my dream and made reference to it which may have sounded selfish. On reflection it was not; everyone has the right to the fulfilment of their dreams, their life, and their way. I explained to the gathering that only those who perpetuated and subscribed to my dream were of value, we were a team trying to achieve a result which in turn would produce the revenue to achieve my objective, my dream. Any one of those people had choices and all chose to put their shoulders to the wheel and work hard towards our common goal which just happened to contribute funding to my dream. Just to have an audience to talk to about a dream is a privilege; I hope to this day that my talk of a goal and dream plus the motivation it provided me will have rubbed off on some or all of those employees and that they were encouraged to make dreams and goals of their own. I get the feeling so many times that so many people are just drifting along without a purpose. Have a goal, have a dream; the fulfilment of the ‘dream’ is indescribable...One last sobering thought for you all. I was having breakfast with two friends a few months ago and one of them said to me “you are the only person I know that is living their dream”. My reply "really?!" How many people do you know?
The strange thing is that I did not realize that taking time to smell the roses would be so rewarding, all I can think of is how much I have missed for so long. One life, only so many times around the sun, I am not saying a cruising life is the answer for everyone, far from it, I am just advocating a balance in and during life. I chose my dream and am beginning to experience little tastes of it and am on the brink of living it full time. I am so excited...
Dolphins on the bow 30 miles off shore in the North Atlantic Choose your dream.. |