The Boat

I like to think of family by visualizing a boat with one family all together as on the sea they float. Every family’s boat is different in size and shape and form It’s a place where we learn of love and happiness and find safety from the storms. As babies….under motor or with its sails unfurled this boat is all we know…this boat is our whole world. As we grow a little older we can see while we’re afloat there are many other ships upon the water… that we are not the only boat. We make friends with other boaters… friendships our parents happily promote. knowing everyone at the end of the day returns to the safety of their own boat. But as we grow still older…as we move from year to year we take on more boating responsibilities… and sometimes we even get to steer. Until the day we’re given our own boat and with a mix of sadness, hope and glee We thank our parents as we set sail alone…upon the sea. Then sometime while we’re sailing we never know where or when we have our own family on our ship and the cycle begins again… And we are happy sailing this way because we know where our parents boat is moored… and we know they are always willing to welcome us aboard.