Although he is only about 40 km from where I live, we are unable to get together. But it was nice to hear his voice just the same. And maybe if I am lucky, he will come back for another visit at the end of his dive.
I had a dream last night about being stuffed into a diver's bag. First of all, a person is not transported in a diver's bag, but it was a dream and it was my dream. I was told that was they way I would get to the dive site. No need to worry, I could breathe easily in the bag. Well, I could not breathe easily in the bag and I was freaking out. This was probably just a reinforcement what Ry has stated to me in the past. It's OK mom, some people are just not meant to dive.
I am one of those people. I just cannot get enough air when I am there. And I just don't understand how others do it.
I hope he knows about this when he is down there.
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