I'm including more photos that I took walking around here yesterday. It is snowing here today and is supposed to continue tomorrow and the next day. There are a couple of field trips at noon so it will be hearty weather for the marsh and beach. I'm sitting near a window and am really enjoying watching it come down.
I like these old photos that are prevalent around the lab. The one above was from a class trip and picnic to a nearby island. It reminded me of the wooden boat that we row on Wednesday evenings. This was not a power boat but a humanly powered boat. A change of pace from today for sure.
The gentleman above is from the old school when marine science was all about macro discoveries--new species, functions of habitats, and natural history. I like the fedora and the suit. Today the field has an influx of genetics, physiology, and cellular experts. There is more balance between the macro and micro components now. But there is nothing like seeing these early pioneers in the field when just about everything was a new discovery.
I have talked to my wife several times a day since I left. We are missing each other. I wish that she could have come up here with me, not to attend the meetings but to visit the area where she also spent time going on ships. It has a lot of nostalgia for us.
I was thinking about a comment made on yesterday's post about the pain associated with having loved ones who are still active with drinking and using. I know that my disappointment and sorrow would be huge if my loved one were to start drinking again. However, I also accept fully that there is nothing I can do to stop her if she wants to start. All I can do is love her, take care of myself, and move on with my life, even if emotionally I am shot full of holes.
I can say that I have some program tools to help with disappointment and grief, but those emotions will still have to be felt. Such is the nature of love. It is when the pain of loving becomes sufficient that surrender is the only option. Some of us figure out early on that there is nothing to be done to change another. Others like me are stubbornly determined and try for years and years to effect change. We try until we are used up emotionally and have lost ourselves. I am most grateful that I found a program of recovery which has shown me there are other options for living.