John and I just recently got back from a cruise. We went to Perto Rico, St. Thomas, Half Moon Cay and Nassau Bahamas. We were gone for a week which was a nice break away from the kids but we missed them like crazy! We traveled with some friends of ours. John recently got dive certified and he enjoyed diving with his friend in St. Thomas and Nassau. He saw a nurse shark and even touched it's tail. I on the other hand enjoy staying on the surface of the water. Me and my friend went snorkeling. I am not the best swimmer. Let's just say I can do the doggy paddle. Not to mention that I have a small fear of the ocean. I took a big risk when I saw a starfish while snorkeling. I let all the air out of my life jacket and I could barely touch the bottom of the sand on my tip toes. I tried continuously to dive down to get the star fish. This was not easy for me considering my ability to swim, no life jacket, I had
to take the snorkel out and hold my breath and the waves kept pushing me away. I did not want to give up because I wanted to not only fight my fear of the ocean, but prove to myself that I could do something that I thought I could not. To sum it up, I did this for about 40 minutes until I was completely exhausted and a kind stranger heard my calls. He asked if I needed help. I pointed to the starfish and of course he made it look so easy as he dove down once, picked up the starfish and handed it to me. With the little bit of energy I had left, I doggy paddled with one hand and the starfish in the other hand back to shore to show my friend. I took a picture with it and then I threw it back into the ocean. But it was worth every bit of fighting for.
John wants me to get certified as a diver. Ha, ha, ha. I don't know if my fear of the ocean can be taken to that extent!
