dear seafarer,

i am so sad, and so sorry that i didn't make it down to the pier this summer. i was so busy that i never found the time, and i regret not making this a priority.

i wish i'd gotten to...

see the new t-tops on the parkers.

wear all black and paint myself for the ski show.

watch the sunsets night after night over the neuse.

enjoy the colorful sunfish trains on days without wind.

drive tube tamers and skiers (even beginner ski).

gaze in awe at the flying scots.

prep and secure boat after boat, and fix the babies over and over. i miss the smell of gasoline and the sound of motors puttering in the morning.

make dough boys after college night.

swim in the neuse, even if i get stung by jelly fish.

and most importantly, be with my best friends,

and play with my wonderful campers.

i also wish that i'd gotten to sing wimbaway at candlelight.

don't worry though, i'll be back. i don't know when or how, but i'll be back. seafarer is calling me.