Prepared Sunday, December 16th
I am not quite ready to continue blogging about our winter at sea. I am taking a brief hiatus, just until I've had a chance to connect with friends and family. That's been the hardest part of being at sea the past two days...there's been no recognition that something horrendous has happened. It's been horrible; we're not so far removed that we're unaware of what has taken place, but we are floating about in a parallel universe that is supposed to be reality-resistant, but really isn't. I've never in my life been so cognizant of the fact that grief becomes bearable simply by being shared with people we love.
Now I know.
