~Letting Go~ - Faith Sisters Scrapbooking Gallery

Remake of a traditional paper layout...think I like this one better~
Dad, Mom, Todd & I at Laguna Beach 1959
DIGITAL SUPPLIES:Template 4:Angelicios II Chrissy W; Alphabet, Photo corner, Ribbon 1, Paper Solid 2, 3 &4, Paper 2, 4 & 6 :Urban Bungalow Theresa Hernandez
Font: Title LD Quick Note; Journaling:Verdana
JOURNALING:
I was 6 years old the first time I walked out into the surf at Laguna Beach. It was not a typical beach because here there was no buffer between the ocean floor and where the waves crashed. Those waves just pounded smack down onto the beach. Noticing my apprehension, my dad took my hand and promised me that no matter what, he would not let go of me. Feeling confident with his hand clasped in mine, we walked out into the surf. The waves crashed all around us but my dad’s grip held firm. But suddenly a huge wave crashed over us and I got caught in the undertow. I grasped harder onto my dad’s hand as I was struggling under the water but then suddenly he let go and the waves pulled me safely onto the shore. I stood up sputtering and sobbing hysterically at my dad asking him WHY he had let go of my hand when he had promised me he would not. He told me that as much as he wanted to keep me there by his side, if he had continued holding on to my hand, I would have just remained there struggling under the water. He knew for my safety he had to let me go so I could find my way safely to the shore.
Years later as I sat by my dad’s bedside holding on to his hand and willing him to fight the cancer that was taking him from me, his lesson from the beach came into my mind. As much as I wanted to hold on to his hand and keep him there by my side, I knew that it was best for him that I let go. It was THE single hardest decision I have ever had to make. And in that moment I knew just how my father felt when he let go of my hand those many years ago at the beach. Sometimes letting go brings you safely home.