In early 2011 I got a call telling me my divorce was final and that I was a free man. I didn’t want to be a free man but those were the cards I was dealt. I shed a tear, looked into the mirror and said out loud, it’s time to move on. I picked up the Phone and called my title agent asking her to close on my Falmouth Cutter. After paying for the boat I had less than a hundred bucks in my life savings. Sookie arrived on April 2nd, she had no electricity and the next day it started to snow. That first week was the coldest I can remember and I loved every second of it.
I got a message from Wordpss today telling me I had 300,000 visits in 2015 and the best day of the year saw 1,768 visitors. I guess my private journal isn’t so private anymore. On July 28th 2013 I cut the dock lines with a half finished boat, after dozens of frustrating failed attempts. I didn’t have a single penny to my name, no credit cards or golden parachute of any kind. I haven’t gone very far, I’m still bouncing around these wonderful islands but Sookie now has thousands of miles under her keel.
I found myself half way to Alaska this year with a disalusioned crew and sick dog I turned around and made a B-line home, packed the boat and rushed to my family vet, there was nothing I could do to save her so I made her as comfortable as I could till my best friend died in my arms. I’m still heart broken, depressed and most of all very lonely. I spent the last year of her life carrying her in my arms, her little head resting on my shoulder.
im not ready for this new found freedom I have but its time to take another look in the mirror and once again it’s time to move on. The pang of lonlieness fills my days but it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. I can’t say where my next journey through life will take me but I know whenever I go it will be done knowing I have given every ounce of dedication I have to get this far.
There have been so many times that I have wanted to throw in the towel and just quit but I would only be cheating myself out of the life I have worked so hard to create. 2016 will be my 5 year anniversary with Sookie and I wonder, where does the time go. I got one of my frequent hate mails today telling me I’m I spoiled trustaffarian loser, a shitty writer and undeserving of my boat. It went on to tell me how much I suck and that every girl will leave me just like the last. I smiled when I deleted it and wondered why more people don’t just take a chance in this world and be happy. Hate will slowly poison your empty soul.
I wonder who all those peering eyes are out there, it sure would be nice if you said hello and feel free to leave a link to your blog if you have one. It’s lonely around here and I sure could use the company today.