This is what life does. It brings you out of the desert, where you had felt displaced for so long, your spirit falling silent, and plunks you down beside the sea. Joyous, invigorated, enlivened, pinching yourself in disbelief and gratitude, you repeat the mantra daily: “I’m here! I did it! I made my dream come true!”
This is what life does: it brings illness, no employment, so you have to sell your little trailer and move away from the source of all that joy. It demands that you learn to be happy in the last place on earth you ever wanted to live. So, over time, you do. And, only then, it allows you to return to the sea.
What a reunion! Smiling starfish, giggly anemone waving their little arms, happy grinning dogs lolloping along the beach, sea-song, sunrises and sunsets beautiful enough to break your heart.
You are old now, so you hobble, not lope, along the beach, cane tapping. But you are still grinning, like someone reuniting with that one lover you never stopped loving, and it is even better for having missed them for so long.
This is what life does: it dares you to dream an impossible dream and, if you trust, and believe, and refuse to give it up, it helps you to make it possible. Sometimes not just once, but twice.
Wild Writing with Laurie Wagner