|Riley and Gidget taking a cruise in the dinghy first thing yesterday morning.|
|motoring down the intracoastal waterway.|
|coming into Beaufort, NC.|
|first time we've anchored with so many other boats. we're used to being out in the middle of nowhere by ourselves!|
I think there are several stages to the whole "dream" process. First there's the idea. The vague, "I hope I do this one day." Then there's the plan. You start to think maybe, just maybe you could actually make this dream a reality and you begin working to put a plan into action. There's the excitement. Your life is going to change and it's going to be amazing. There's the stress. Making a dream into a reality is so much more difficult than it should be. There are problems, and fears, and unknowns and mundane life stuff to work through. And then, after all that... it comes true.
Throughout the whole process there's this undercurrent of doubt. I remember when I first started telling people about our dream. I was visiting family in Maryland, and at a loss for any very interesting life updates to relay, I started saying, "oh, and we're going to buy a sailboat and sail down the coast. In about a year or so." I don't know if I even really believed it at the time, and I sure don't know that anyone else did either. They at least pretended that they did, so that was nice. But still, as we started making plans and actual changes in preparation, it was so hard for me to believe that we were actually going to do this. I don't blame anyone else for doubting us, either.
Now I keep saying to Riley, "we did it! Can you believe that we're doing this? But can you actually believe that we're really doing this?" The sense of pride that we dreamed something up and then actually made it happen is overwhelming! Of course, we didn't really do it by ourselves, and we will be forever grateful for every blessing, every door that was opened, and every path that was made straight. Ok, actually a lot of the paths were pretty bumpy, but we're still grateful.
Even if we have to turn around next month with our tail between our legs and come home, it will be worth it knowing that we gave it our best shot. Even if we have to turn around next week. I hope not, because this was a heck of a lot of work for a weeks vacation. The point is, no matter what happens from here on out, we'll call it a success. For better or worse, we took the leap.
It's obviously still early in the game, and we're taking baby steps, trying not to push too hard until we find our groove. But we made it to Beaufort, North Carolina yesterday, and it looks like a cute town, so we're planning to hang out here for another day. Then, we'll be on the move again!