September 24th, 2011! Already? Dang! Now it’ s time to let it go! it meant that I had a blast! It’ s all good. But dang!
The day of departure from Cozumel, Mexico. I woke up at 6:30 am. Still could not hear well on both ears! water! logged. Rested, but uneasy! I know the feeling! Hi! It’ s been awhile! I just had to get up from bed, and go somewhere outside, somewhere near the ocean. Quietly so not to wake Carl up, a new friend, my dive buddy, who’ s been so patient and generous, o " ering tips and techniques from his years of diving, the world over. I was lucky to have Carl as my dive buddy! and roommate, he didn’ t snore! It didn’ t matter, the last 2 days, I could barely hear anything!
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I put on my swim shorts, and I went outside, crossed the bridge from Casa Del Mar towards the dive shop. I was the only one there! too early for the dive shop personnel or anybody else really to be there, except for the security guy, with two! way radio on hand. Other than that, it was just me and two tiny crabs perched on the retaining wall. Perfect! A great place of solitude! a place to just BE, and let it all hang.“ Giving” thanks doesn’ t seem to fit what was going on inside! because, I was being it, the word GRATITUDE! I was the expression of it! my whole body was feeling it, personifying it. My lungs were working up heavy breathing, and at this time, I was overwhelmed with the e! word! as if I had lost someone so close to heart! but I know it’ s the same reaction, when one is overwhelmed with emotion! when one was moved, touched and inspired. I was!
In my mind, I would walk down the few steps towards the sea, submerged my body and express that whom is: GRATITUDE. And there are many reasons why...