I have found myself further south. The ocean waves are still as swell as ever. Each breathe is still as salty as the first. Every moment passes by with screeches and creaks from our boat as our sail…sails on. I feel the water rush between my toes from the constant leaks.
But the clouds are gone, and we are still here.
In case you get this and are looking for hope, here is that Letter in a Bottle.
When we see land I will send back another message. Just know that right now, the dream lives on.
