When I was first learning how to swim, I cried.
My foot had gotten caught on seaweed and the ocean's waves had knocked my weight loss body forward, rocking me until I submerged fully into the water. Bubbles floated above my head and I opened my mouth to scream and found nothing but an eerie silence surrounding me. It felt like I was floating, like I was a sea creature and not a skinny six year old boy who'd swam out too far into the sea.
I was apart of the ocean, instead.
My dad grabbed me and lifted me from the water in seconds that had seemed like hours and it wasn't until I was sitting in an enormous beach towel back on shore that I cried.
It had just been me and him and I half expected him to chastise me for being such a baby about the whole thing. He didn't, though. He just wrapped his arm around me and lit a cigarette, blowing the smoke out into the water, the smell of salt and smoke perfuming the beach around us.
"It's all right to be afraid," he said to me, voice sounding aged. "And it's all right to let go."
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