“Sometimes you can find peace on the beautiful calm day, but you can also find it in the storm. It’s about meeting things like they are. The waves come in. The waves go out. And you ride them, whatever comes.”
I walked to the edge of the water and felt the sand between my toes.The waves gently lapped over my feet. The waves go in. The waves go out. Could I learn to ride them?
“But what if I get hurt?” I asked Waverly.
“Then you get hurt. And you keep going. Has there ever been something so bad that you couldn’t keep going?”
“I guess not.”
“Well, there you go.”
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