The First Fall

What shocked me the most was the speed with which I catapulted from the pleasant cockpit chitchat...instant smackdown by the hatch as I plummeted head first down the stairs, dangling only by a foot which John clasped tightly.   Dazed and crying I realized we had run aground.  We had veered ever so slightly from our course in the narrow river.  Ever so slightly was more than enough for the shock wave of shallow waters.  John checked my head, kissed me properly and examined my eyes with the flashlight.  I was put on bed rest as he swung us out of the mud.

Imagine your worst migraine mixed together with severe body aches.  Of course, any Mom knows the first sentiment "Thank God it was me and not one of the kids".  Then followed many bruised musings about life's brevity.  "In the blink of an eye", "a slender thread", "a new york second"  on and on they careened in my brain combined with Natasha Richardson sadness...the only person I had read about who had been taken so tragically by a fall.  Someone I really admired.  So not only was I in pain but, I became depressed over her untimely death all over again.  ARRRRRGH! Why had I been spared head trauma and she hadn't?  Nothing like an injury to get the tangent brain cells working over time! 

That was a few days ago and what a difference a day makes.  We are in Oriental, the "sailing capital"  of North Caroina.  We tied up at the coveted public dock steps away from the unbelievably cozy Bean Cafe with free Internet.  Our cell phones are useless here however, thus the lack of calls to loved ones...

A charming lady gave us a ride home from the grocery store...turned out she and her husband own a small yacht club...blissful hot showers and an invitation to dinner tonight.  It will be our first time dining in a house since the start of our voyage!  We feel continuously blessed by strangers kindness.  Thanks to all who are keeping us in your prayers.

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Grace,

Rebecca