Sunday, March 16, 2008
an open letter to my captain
I am rarely at a loss for words. Yet, sailing this weekend left me speechless. And so, Captain John, I salute you--for when the crew was busy bailing water out of the boat, you never once spilled your Diet Coke (excuse me, Coke Zero). And when one "extra" screw was discovered, your pocket was a ready container. No need to trouble ourselves in finding where it might need to go. As if these qualities were not enough, I admire your ability to spiritualize any situation. Because it's always helpful to tell people who are terrified in a boat that the disciples had it much worse than they did. (thank you for not trying to walk on water). Finally, please never lose your ability to smile and say, "Whew. We made it." Trust me, it is very reassuring.