3 days and a year older. There is something exciting and depressing about a birthday. The excitement mounts with the sleepless night before wondering what will happen, and depression sets in when it ends up just being another day. There is too much to do here for the ARC and in preparation for the crossing. We spent the morning doing laundry, buying beverages, and canned goods. Multiple trips in the hot sun. Workers on the boat make us feel unprepared. New problems arising make us feel defeated, so... a regular day, until... Beach Volleyball for the ARC. We didn’t play, but we sat on the stairs and cheered our new ARC friend, Thomas, on while we ate pizza. It looked like rain and I had dinner to cook, so we picked up to leave. The ARC stopped us and sang me happy birthday. There is something so heartwarming to have these new friends/strangers care. I was blushing and thankful. I miss spring BBQs in Michigan with my family, but we are making a bigger family at sea! Thx ARC! Let’s go Sailing!
Maggie