I don't know how to surf. Nor have I ever felt the desire or urgency to surf. Not even as a college student in San Diego.
But ever since the storm, I've been feeling these waves. "It comes and goes in waves," I always say when people ask me how I'm doing. Some days, they're too strong and I get swept under. But most of the time, you can say that I've been surfing. Navigating the emotions as best I can. Doing whatever necessary to keep my head above water. Adjusting the weight as necessary to maintain the balance of life.
And I'm still here, riding out the current.
So, I guess I can surf after all.
