What I miss most about working on the water.

I miss the morning cold making deep plumes of white vapor out of my breath. I miss the sliver of the dawning sun breaking the horizon into blazing light. I miss the thousand yellow snakes dancing on the tips of the waves. I miss the pitching and tossing of the crew boats dropping off people at the different pier tables. I miss the hot summer days where the heat radiates off the barge deck. I miss the " lugg, lugg, lugg", noise the crane makes when it idles. I miss turning around quickly and feeling my tool belt twirl around my hips. I miss trusting my work companions with my safety and life. I miss being huddled up with the guys for lunch talking about blueprints.
I guess I am lonesome for who I was. I'm different and softer now, with a baby. I wouldn't leave my baby for all the "Snap On" tools on earth! :)