While Captain Brant has continued his journey back to healthy wholeness, I've been very busy rearranging my life priorities. As we all so painfully learned with Brant's accident, life can change forever in the span of one short second.
In the blink of an eye.
When one escapes the worst imaginable outcome of an accident, the first thought that becomes foremost in your mind is that life is short, and life is precious.
We tend to ignore that crucial fact during our daily routines.
I don't know which group of people on Earth appreciates their surroundings and relationships the most...but I do know that certain folks spend more time on that than I have. Perhaps it is impossible to be constantly aware of the miracles around you and still be able to do the laundry and shop for groceries, but I will be doing a better job of that now. I'm honing my "quiet" skills so I can get rid of all the unnecessary distractions in my life - so that I can re-learn how to acknowledge and appreciate the daily miracles all around me.
Like this one:
Yesterday, September 27, 2012 a very common activity took place out on the Ocean. Some guys went fishing...but see, it was actually one of those miracles I'm talking about...
Two months and three days after falling 42 feet to a concrete driveway, Captain Brant levered himself onto a friend's boat, braced himself in a chair, and with the help of his brother Barrett and some good friends, left the dock at dawn and went to the Blue Waters of the Gulf Stream for a beautiful day of fishing.
He took a picture of the sunrise and posted it on the OIFC website:
After returning to the dock, he posted this report about the trip.
He may not have reeled in a fish, but he was back on the Ocean.
Now THAT is a miracle to appreciate.
