Surf and Turf

I love Surf and Turf! There is nothing like ordering the best - fresh lobster and a choice cut steak. The buttery richness is so enjoyable in the moment, but then always seems to sit like a lump in your stomach for the rest of the evening. But, isn't it worth it; aren't delicious moments worth later annoyances?

I love the ocean, and there's nothing like it. Freezing waves, blistering skin, rotting kelp, and stinging jellyfish are absolutely worth the beauty and serenity of the beach. The ocean is absolutely mesmerizing with the continuous crashing waves. From the sand, you safely observe it's power. From the shoreline, you experience a false sense of security; at any moment the tide can change and shift the sand from under your feet. From the ocean surf, you are convinced of your insignificance; you're at risk of being tossed at any moment beyond your limits. Your position can greatly impact your perspective.

Kass shares my love and respect of the ocean. I am hoping that this will help her appreciate the ebbs and flows of what she again faces. Her headaches seem to have returned with a vengeance. Again, she finds the pain debilitating, and she is unable to keep her focus and clarity. We are facing another round of testing and doctor visits - and of course, The Unknown. Instead of being scared or annoyed - as some are of the ocean - my prayer for her is that she has an appreciation for life. Like the beach, she has a certain amount of control over her perspective; will she focus on the annoyances of life, or accept life in it's entirety? As the headaches crash down on her wave after wave, how will she respond? I pray that her trust in God will allow her to safely observe His Power, and that she will not be tossed beyond her limits.

I would be remiss with my analogy if I didn't give a moment to discuss the turf. The surf and turf that I'm familiar with is the horse races in Del Mar. For those not from CA, the racetrack is in a lovely green valley a few blocks from the coast. After the races, it is tradition to have a fresh surf-n-turf dinner on the beach while watching the sunset. You can't have races without a coastal sunset dinner, namely ordering the surf-n-turf. (It's just a San Diego thing!)

Apparently, Kevin couldn't let Kass be The Surf without him being the trampled Turf. (It's just a Dad thing!) For his part of the bargain, he played an innocent game of "touch" football for Super Bowl Sunday, and decided to spend the evening in the ER with a few cracked ribs. Whoops. It was just one of those things.

I told Kevin that this Dr. Mom was seriously considering going back to school to get paid for my nursing skills. My Dear told me that I don't need no mo' schoolin'...I'm ready to skip straight to the certification exams! I think I'd rather have a vacation on the beach in Del Mar!