We threw off the lines and headed out of Miami this morning. The final stations were completed off of Palm Beach, and we are now headed home. It was good to have completed the work and hearing the ship's horn blast to indicate that we were done. It's been a good trip and a good group of people to work with.
There has always been something a bit sad for me about completing work and packing up. We start the project with such a lot of enthusiasm to be going out and then we pack everything up, eager to move on. One of the engineers on the ship offloaded all of his gear as he is heading to another job on land in Mass. He seemed happy enough to be leaving but for me, such changes always come with a sense of sadness. Maybe I'm just nostalgic, but I think about all the people that I've met in life and that I won't likely cross paths with many of them again. It's not that I'm attached to them necessarily but it is just this feeling that we move in and out of people's lives with such ease. I've caught myself sometimes thinking about someone that I haven't seen for a decade or more and wondering how they are doing. I also wonder do they ever think about me.
Maybe what happens is we are always looking forward with anticipation while the things that we need are right there in front of us. It's the "grass is greener" philosophy. I'm finding that a lot of what I really treasure is with me at all times, in my heart and in my soul.