A weekend in Santa Cruz in Northern California brought me front and center with the surfing scene; and as I watched the surfers, particularly this one young woman, I thought about how similar waiting for the right wave in the ocean is much like waiting for the right wave in life. You hang on, you watch, and you size up the right wave to jump on to ride in and just enjoy the ride. I realized I’ve been doing that for the last several years, the waiting. Sizing things up. Is it a good enough wave?
And then I decide. Yes. I decide if not now, when?