That’s the only word I can really think of to describe how I feel right now. It’s been an emotional five days, perfect but emotional all the same.
I’ve not yet been on land 24 hours and I am missing being on a boat immensely, also still swaying a little! Ok, shall I backtrack before I ramble on so we are all on the same page?
I have just returned from a Return to Sail Trip with the Ellen MacArthur Cancer Trust (EMCT). I sailed with them for the first time directly after my treatment and I did a second trip the following year but I hadn’t ever felt like I could go back especially after the pain in my hips heightened and my arm stopped straightening altogether. I honestly believed I would be hopeless on a boat, but I loved it so much before that after a hard few months and feeling pretty down about everything in general I made the decision to go back. I had no idea how I would climb on and off a boat, wander up and down one without falling over or even help with the sail winching but I knew I needed to push past my comfort zone and this was the thing to do it.