What a privilege to be on Logos Hope in Antigua, St Kitts and soon Dominica. I am here physically, but emotionally its a very mixed time. I find I am isolated. How strange when there are 400 people who are all incredibly friendly. Why does grief isolate? Grief has the ability to control my emotions. Why can I not control them? I find the capacity of the emotional bank drains very quickly. Solitude is not only safe but allows time to process and recharge. 400+ people living on a ship in community gives great opportunity for the petty to become primary. I cannot handle the petty, I want to shout “you may be dead tomorrow, get real and live to the full”.
Its a lot of fun to be known as Akila’s dad. She was once known as Mark’s daughter. Wonderful to see our kids establishing their own identity. I am aware a number of them would like to talk. I have been thinking how to share our story in an appropriate way. My first choice is not to stand in front of the community. They also have a busy programme on the ship. If I was at home, I would have a gathering around our fire pit, so I am thinking to find a beach close to the ship in Dominica and invite the ship people to my fireside chat after 9pm.