Waves
I was recently asked what the following expression means to me... It's a shortened version of a quote from Vicki Harrison... "Grief is like the ocean; it comes in waves, ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim." When asked the question a was taken back to when I was about six or seven years old. We were somewhere on the Washington coast. It was late fall and very stormy weather. I grew up in Eastern Washington State. My dad grew up in Western Washington State and absolutely loved the Washington Coast. I have many memories of hanging out on the beach near the cold water. Well this particular trip we stayed in some sort of hotel(ish) place with our cousins. It was a fun family trip. One the last day my dad and his cousin Tami came up with a challenging game for us all. By us all I mean my dad, my uncle, cousin Tami, her two daughters, and the six of us Hillman kids. I honestly have no idea whe...