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So giving her props for diving while trying to coach her on better control in her swimming is a delicate dance.
The benefit of Simone’s rapid emptying of her tank wasn’t clear to me until our final dive.
Simone didn’t have strong feelings about the adventure either way, which was maddening and, well, expected.
So there we were, driving down the Overseas Highway with the windows open, bellies full of fresh mango and a guanabana milkshake from the Robert is Here fruit stand, a Spanish radio station’s latin pop cranked to be heard above the wind mussing our hair, Simone translating song titles and snippets of lyrics, both of us smiling and laughing.
Some people love the ‘stache, and some hate it, but that’s part of the fun during the 30 days that it grows from a bit o’ scruff to a full-on disaster.
You still have time to donate into December, if you’d like to support me and the cause. In some ways, considering the current social and political climate, it seems tone deaf to advocate for men’s mental and physical health, but with hundreds of thousands of men dying too young every single year — our fathers, our brothers, our friends — it’s still an urgent need.
Applying early demonstrates enthusiasm, but it doesn’t necessarily improve a student’s chances for admission (from what I understand).
And though I hope that her top school will accept her, with less than a 7% acceptance rate, there’s a chance it won’t happen.
During these stressful times, while she awaits early application responses from her two top schools, I want to do anything I can to help keep her confidence high.
I could see my girl getting a little nervous during the pre-dive briefing, and she balked at leaping off the front of the boat and into the water, so the captain led her around to a ladder, where she could slip in a little more easily. we were underwater, diving along the wreck of an old coal barge, and everything was beautiful.
Simone’s jitters disappeared as she settled into the slow and steady breathing from her training, and of course every pufferfish was a small miracle to her.
And then she had to peel the whole thing off when the boat captain suggested we postpone until the next day.
But I noted the relief in her sigh as she yanked her left foot out of the leg of the suit.
The next dive that day and the two the day after were easy and gorgeous, in warm water and dazzling sun, swimming over historical shipwrecks and exploring reefs.