Son,

You are going somewhere,

growing somewhere.

The ride is not often a smooth sail.

Anticipate the trajectory of tragedy.

With loss comes appreciation

Of life, luck’s bounty,

recognize the natural balance of the universe as it occurs out here in this

ocean.

With every scratch,

bump, humiliation

comes the gift

of awareness, awakening to once again,

appreciation,

of life and the hardly predictable circumstance of existence.  

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