When I was 3 or 4 years old, my parents and I lived in Cocoa Beach, FL. Considering my age at the time, my memories are slight — although I can tell you that the ones I do have — they overflow with awesomeness. There we were… living only a few short blocks from the beach… I was care-free, obviously, and from what I remember — the weather was constantly pristine. Playing in the surf was my due diligence, and I walked tall each and everyday.
Keeping in mind that it was the late 70′s and kids were not yet required to wear iridescent headgear for surf play, I would tend to stay in the shallow areas… Every once in a while, however – CRASH, boom, swallow…. tumbling summer-salts, little heart pounding, little ears filling with salt and sand… bathing suit pulling every which way until SPIT – shot out and head up – - what just happened? There’s one of my parents picking me up —- that wave was HUGE!
Needless to say, 2008 was very similar to this memory on all fronts — through popular culture observances to personally & professionally….
Often times feeling 3 or 4 years old.
Often times, happily playing in the surf… then… without warning… SLAM, smack, all twisted up and gurgling for reason.
It wasn’t that my back was turned… I just didn’t think the wave was that big. It wasn’t that I was unaware of the possibilities, I just didn’t think it was possible.
For whatever each and every 2008 experience is worth — lessons learned, friends reclaimed, enemies made, monies gained, monies lost, exposure, darkness, health, ill, love, and many many laughs. 2008 was a doosy.
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