A very rare occurrence of good weather and a day off happened yesterday so I grabbed the chance to go to the beach. It seemed that everyone else had the same idea, it was good to see people with a smile on their faces.
It was cold and windy but the beautiful blue sky made up for it. With my coat pulled tightly around me I stood to watch the surfers making the most of the big surf. They fought against the huge waves to get further out to sea, often knocked back in again ending up where they started in the first place. Undeterred they turned around and headed out to sea again, holding tightly to their boards. Once out far enough they waited and waited until the perfect wave, then paddled furiously trying not to miss the opportunity, trying not to get left behind to drift. When everything came together they would be lifted by the wave and rush towards the shore, leaping to their feet to balance on the board. For a few seconds they would feel the exhilaration of riding the wave before being dumped into the shallow water.
Life feels a bit like that to me. You work hard, get knocked back a few times, get back up again and continue to fight towards your goal. Sometimes the waves seem so huge you think they will wipe you out.........and then if you are lucky, you catch that wave and for a short perfect time it is all worth it.
We continue to work towards our time on that wave, we have worked all our lives for this moment. We search for the house that will be the start of our new life. There is a huge amount of work still to be done but one day you will see me on that wave whooping with joy.