Today I nearly drowned.
Friday night, a friend who I haven't spoken to in years (which is a shame since we went to school together and live less than 5 minutes apart) messaged me and told me that he had a dream about me and wanted to find out how I was. I told him that I was fine. He told me that he would message me again in a couple of weeks for us to catch up.
Last night I had a dream about my dog (I was away from home). I dreamt that I was petting him, scratching his belly and neck etc. The dream was very vivid. I was actually feeling her fur, licks etc. I woke up and snapped myself out of it saying that when people have those types of dreams, they die soon after.
This morning, I decided to go to the beach alone. It was before 7am when I reached. The first thing that went wrong is that I did my bathsuit top wrong. It was upside down
. Usually I check that my bits are in before changing and I was wondering why it wasn't fitting right. There was a couple that was far away and a man that was close to me on the beach. No lifeguards were present as it wasn't officially open or anything. So I'm enjoying the seclusion etc. Didn't have to think about my tummy or anything. I did notice that the currents were strong though. Then this huge wave came. Huge!!!! I love waves so I was like yes! It covered me and I felt myself tumbling over and over. I'm not sure how long it lasted but it seemed like forever. I trying to feel the ground but I wasn't. I thought "Liftedup, just paddle, once you paddle, you will reach the top". Then I thought, if I'm at the bottom of the ocean then how on earth can I reach the top. The top will be far off. When I stretched my arms up, all I felt was water and my feet wasn't reaching anywhere. I was convinced that I was drowning. My thought at this point was "this is what people experience when they drown..."
Then, the sea literally spat me out. I tumbled out onto the shore. I was a bit confused, I was having a Gilligan Island moment. I thought I washed onto some weird shore. After getting myself together (and swimsuit together
) I saw the man who I met there on the sand. He came up to me and said that he saw the wave and ran and when he turned back he saw me go under and wasn't seeing me. At that point I was really shaken up, I thanked him for his concern and another guy came up and when he heard what had happened he left.
When I reached back to the hotel, I was coughing up sand, sand was in my nose and running out of my ears. Inside my bathing suit was caked in sand. A short while after, I also got a couple of calls from my mother, brother, a friend and my mother's friend who invited me to have breakfast with her. Who knew that I'm so loved.
The aftermath is an ear infection and my toe seems to be broken. Otherwise, I'm fine.
I thank God for life, mercy and love. Suddenly, all the little things doesn't seem to matter anymore.