As we sailed west toward Florida, we realized how our lives have changed. We no longer work to exist, as we have done our whole lives. We worked and worked, and never said no, never realizing that it is OK to slow down, to have a bit less, and really have so much more. As the Miami Beach skyline slowly started to appear on the horizon, it started to sink in that we were going back to that life, if for just a short while at a time. We are looking forward to working a while, and maybe attaining a new goal we have for our sailing adventures, we don't mind the work really. It is just that we look at the whole work thing as something that enables us to go do something else now, it does not define us. It used to, having good jobs and being the best at them, was who we are, or were. Now, not so much, we are still very good at our jobs, but, they are not who we are now. Not sure who we are actually, but we are not the corporate slave types that we were, that is for sure. We measure our worth a little differently, we have changed. We have more smiles, and less furrowed brows. We have more time, and less complications every day. We have less money, but have less obligations. We have adventures, not "day to day existence".
When I was a kid, not that long ago, things by today's standards, were a lot harder than today. When I used to tell my children that "Back in the Old Days", we didn't have color TV, or air conditioning. No internet, or microwave ovens. No cell phones or pagers. Cars didn't come with AC or even power steering for the most part, and they were stick shifts. You slept with the windows open at night, to get a breeze, and I grew up in Florida where it is plenty-o-hot in the summer. They would look at me in wonderment, and sometimes laugh out loud, like it is a true miracle that I somehow survived this ordeal, this oddysey. Things are so much easier now, and so why would anybody decide to leave it all behind and go risk it all at sea, and have to step back into a time where things are harder, more work, and less comfortable and safe? For us, it is the spirit of seeking our new things and people and places. Also, it is the feeling of accomplishment that you get when you complete something like a trip on a boat somewhere. We love it, and want more. I guess that is why people climb mountains, for the same reasons, not for me, but hey, I get it. So as Miami, and civilization as we know it came into focus, we again rejoin the system, the collective to borrow a phrase. We are going to plug back in and rejoin for a while. We have some breaks planned though, and we are looking forward to next fall, when the wind will again blow us somewhere new, somewhere we have not been before. We can't wait, I feel like starting to provision right now! And as if we needed a send-off, a topper for our Bahamas Trip Cake, we started catching Mahi on the way in to Miami. We boated a couple, although we didn't try to stay on them, as we pressed on to Miami and Coconut Grove. We grabbed our old slip before dark, and sat back with the satisfied smiles that a trip like we just had will bring. Man are we lucky!