Eventually the homesickness started to ebb a little. Our friends from Cabbagetown, Debbie and Karen, visited and we had a great time. We started making plans to return. I thought about how good it would be to sleep in my in-laws guest bed when we got back to Stuart. We found some good seasick medicine and it worked. I felt almost better than normal on our sail back across the Stream.
We made it back to Cabbagetown the first week of July. It was great to see friends and family. We had planned to stay with our friend Debbie through the summer and fall while we did some work on our house and tried to make some money. That first weekend we went to Greenville, SC to cat sit for our friends David and Michelle. This was the third house and bed we had slept in the 3 weeks since we had been back and it was here I started dreaming of water and boats. I began imagining Greg and I securely in the cabin of Blue Wing swinging at anchor in Bahamian waters of Tilloo Cay.
I was homesick again, but this time what I was homesick for was on stands, tucked away in a row among many rows and rows of other boats all silent and still, propped up on the dirt. We were homeless.Greg and I decided not to stay in Cabbagetown as long as we planned. I was uncomfortable with the idea of being homeless and living with someone else. I thought it would be better to be in our own space at Greg’s parents second house in Florida. But before we got a chance to head back an opportunity arose. A friend asked us to house/cat sit for her for two weeks. This started a tour of Cabbagetown as we moved from street to street, watching cats, dogs, and fish for various vacationing friends. We even got to house sit for our renters in our own house.
Just as earlier this year we learned how to live life at sea, this past hurricane season we learned to live life again on land. We found we could be a part of the community without having a residence. Being homeless in Cabbagetown was not so bad.
Now that we are back on the boat and are continuing the watery part of our adventure, we are taking our home with us, and at the same time leaving a little home behind. I am prepared for the possibility of homesickness again, but I also know that our bunk in Blue Wing’s v-berth is the best bed I have slept in all year.