In-Between

 As much as I accept and welcome change, I never really love that in-between phase, the adjustment period.  Neither here nor there, the past still very fresh and important, and the future not quite formed yet.  At least I am at the point where the decision has been made, and action has been taken, as the decision-making can sometimes be the most difficult for me.  But I have made the change.  I am on a new boat, working for new owners, in a new location, with a new Captain and a new crew.  Although, as I said, I am neither here nor there. 

My old boat is just a memory, and my old crew, who were my family for over a year, are now just people I tell stories about.  Of course I am still in touch with them, but as far as my new crew are concerned, this old family of mine is irrelevant.  In addition, that “family” will never physically exist again.  Meaning, those same 10 people will never be physically together again.  It’s sad really. 

I do believe that we must first let go of what we have to make room for the new.  I have let go, and I have grasped onto the new.  Unsure of where this move will take me.  Unsure of whether I have made the “right” decision or not.  Although, one of my friends from what seems like a lifetime ago, (before I even entered the world of yachting), once told me that I don’t need to worry about making the “right” decision, because whatever decision I make, will BE the right one.  I will make it so.  I thought that was very wise, and I remind myself of that often, whenever I am faced with a crossroads (as I often am). 

But for now, I am in-between.  I am just in the beginning phases of befriending my new crew.  Working out the quirks, seeing if I fit in with them, and if they are a fit for me.  It all works out with time.  But patience never was a virtue of mine.   So in-between I remain.  In-between what exactly, I can’t really even tell you.   But I look forward to getting closer to wherever it is that I am going with every day.