Stability

While I am not particularly well suited to aquatic life, Alec grew up swimming beside his parents’ boats. But we played well together on our visit to the ocean, romping in the waves for hours. With too much seawater in my belly, nose, ears, and eyes, I became giddy and disoriented, losing my bearings almost entirely. But I didn’t need to stand up straight or know which way shore was; Alec held me, tossed me, retrieved me, like the water dogs he grew up with. It’s a wonderful privilege to be able to release all control, and still have stability.