Eight Weeks Later - By Brannon

Yesterday, I walked into the ocean.  I waded up to my hips, then my chest and then swam past the waves and into the deep.

Yesterday, I forgave the sea.

I surrendered to its unrelenting waves and accepted it for what it is, the setting of my father's death but not the cause.

Yesterday, I swam in the ocean and let go.

It hurt me and freed me at the same time.

And eight weeks later, my life turned inside out and upside down - but I am still standing.  Shaken.  Different.  Shifted.  But still here, still me. 

-B