We are now the proud owners of a boat. Well, another boat. Frank already had my daddy's fishing boat. I would not go out on the fishing boat, being that I'm terrified of water and all. Frank has owned several boats while we have been married, and a couple of them, I let him take me out on them once. There, I did it, now take me home, kinda trips. A couple of weeks ago, Frank said he wanted to get a boat we could all go out on. Knowing Frank, and his many ideas that float in and out of him mind, I just said, yea, that sounds nice, and let it go. But this idea didn't go away. He told me all the reasons why we need a boat, and how much we will use it, and enjoy it together, and so forth and so on.
And then, something awful happened. Frank lost one of his best friends. And it's been hard. I have felt really helpless because I can't make it better. I'll do anything to make it better. Even get a boat. But not just any boat...Rick's boat. So, we are now the proud owners of a boat...Rick's boat. We took the boat out for the first time today. And you know what...Frank was right. It was really fun. The kids had a ball, it's big enough that I didn't pass out, and Frank now has more than a boat, he has something that belonged to his friend.
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