DAYDRIFTING

Have you ever seen a ship moored at dock? It looks sturdy, serene, and safe. This view can be enjoyed at night or day. However, there is something this ship needs to buoy itself, an anchor. Without the anchor, the ship will drift away from the dock and be exposed to the dangers of the sea.

We tread, swim, and float in the murky waters of life every day and are very similar to vessels at sea. Trained from infancy, we were gradually taught how to set our sails and meander our way. However, many of us have seen people who are very dear to us drift away. Just like that ship without an anchor. Drift away from what exactly? From the dock of values and ideals they learned and were persuaded to believe. Most ships are known to drift away at night time, when the crew and dock watchers are fast asleep, but the type of drifting being discussed is different. It is daydrifting.

In broad daylight, you watch someone dear drift, sometimes unintentionally and at other times, a deliberate effort. Such a person may choose to remove the anchor that helps him or her to stay afloat with the hope of gaining independence and ‘Livin’ la Vida Loca’. Strangely, daytime provides excellent vision for both the person drifting and the individual watching the drift take place, but that is where confusion stems from. Everyone expects that anyone can see this someone drifting in daylight, so anybody can help this somebody who everybody is watching drift. Surely, that sounded twisted and so is the situation of daydrifting.


Thinking of such dear ones paints the picture of a person who finds himself in deep waters without any clue on how to swim. Initially, the person started out with a float, which slackened off with the passage of time. It was a really long time. Frantically, with flailing arms he tries to maintain balance at sea, but the float is gone and there is no one in sight. So, the person gives up and succumbs to the demands of the sea.

That is not the same with you dear ones that have drifted, although it may look similar. We are standing at opposite sides of a circle’s diameter and that protruding mound of despondence makes it seem that way. If you could just call out or listen to my voice as I call out to you, then it will be possible to guide you back to safety. All hope is not lost and neither are you.

This is not a condemning piece, pointing fingers at the reader for that is not my intention. It is just a heart that bleeds for dear ones drifting. We saw you drift in daylight. Sorry that we did not reach out immediately, but we want to help you swim back to the dock for you are exposed to the dangers of the sea. To us, you are as good as dead. For the hope that we will see you again is very dim. Therefore, we are armed with anchors to help in any way we can, to bring you safely to the shore. We yearn to say, “Our dear friend was dead and came to life again; he was lost and was found!”