Ailana’s Journal — 2026-03-10 (Patreon)

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GOOD MORNING

What do you call a Pirate with two legs? I’ll tell you later in this post!

I woke up to the sound of the waves slapping on the hull. My stateroom is forward on this leg. We swap up periodically just for different experiences.

I wrapped myself up in a blanket (as you see) and made my way to the saloon. Jason was in the galley manning the Keurig.

“Ready for a cup?” he asked.

“Yes, I am,” I replied.

Geoni appeared from somewhere with a tray of muffins. She might have been out in the aft lounge.

So my friends have me situated for breakfast and morning musings.

Back to that pirate… You call a pirate with two legs “Lucky.”

And that’s also how I feel. Lucky.

Lucky to have friends like I do. Lucky that AGI Creative Group is up and running and we’re doing okay.

And most of all, lucky that people like you read my stories and encourage me to keep writing them.

It’s supposed to be a gorgeous day today. I have an idea that I might soak up some sun later. After breakfast, I need to do a little work.

CATCHING RAYS

What did you think was going to happen? Out to sea on a beautiful day, temps near 80°F… You know it!

I’ve got a couple of images from the last hour or so. I’d say they are very predictable.

Now, I would like to say this—I did some good work this morning. I had some edit requests to do. I did them and sent them to the editor. Now, I’m making the most of “Savannah’s Charm” and this excellent weather.

Meanwhile, Josh and Jason are going over the Korea trip looking for new angles on some of the ideas they have already developed. They said they’re taking it easy today, and tomorrow, they’ll launch into the article about Sea Glass and how a business goes from concept to reality.

I’ll not go into a full roster of what everyone’s doing. However, I’ill add that Clay has Micah at the helm, teaching him the basics of how to sail. Jasmine is standing back watching and taking notes—which means she’ll know how to do it before she ever does it!

We all know enough about how to operate this boat when it’s out in open water. Plus, there’s the autopilot, so really we’re mostly just making sure the little light stays green.

Clay is the veteran helmsman, of course, so docking and anything out of the ordinary falls to him. But, Sasha’s learning, too. In a pinch, she could get us into the marina.

So, that’s about all I have to share right now. I’ll be back tonight, of course. I’ve got some thoughts to share then, so I hope you’ll look for a post.

RETURN BUSINESS by Kirina Yung

Today’s lunch crowd was encouraging. For around thirty minutes, it was a bit more than I felt comfortable handling alone, but everyone left happy.

A few minutes ago I looked up to see two women in black scrubs coming in. I assumed they were from the clinic across the street and that one would be Min, who visited before.

She’d told me her brother-in-law and sister were doctors there. At first glance from across the dining room, I thought the women were twins, so I assumed one of them was Min and the other her sister. As they got closer, I could tell they weren’t twins, but they still looked a lot alike.

Min was smiling as they approached. “I’m back, and I brought reinforcements. This is Isabela. She’s the Patient Services Lead for the clinic.”

“Nice to meet you.”

They ordered, I started assembling them, then dared to say what I was thinking. “You said one of the doctors was your sister. Is she also your sister?”

Isabela smiled and shook her head.

Min replied, “No, but we do have some common features, right?”

I nodded. “Your eyes and makeup are different.”

“And our ancestors were born 10,000 miles apart,” Min added.

I felt myself doing that Korean thing where you look down and nod like you had been scolded. “If I had thought about it I should have known better.”

Min laughed. “Here’s something. Humans make a big deal about heritage and physical traits, yet, Isabela and I have the same hair. Similar skin. Similar face shape. For all that, if you put on scrubs and we stood in a line facing the other way, we could all pass for twins. Triplets. Sisters, I suppose.”

“Oh, don’t tell my grandfather that,” I said smiling.

“Or mine!” Min replied.

Isabela then said, “She’s right though. If you don’t know ahead of time… I bet if you just had pictures of faces, you’d often have a hard time telling someone from Siberia from someone from Mexico or Southeast Asia. We’re not as different as we think we are.”

To make the point, when I took their sandwiches to the table, they were both facing away. I had to remember that Min had a ponytail to get the plates to the right person.

GOOD NIGHT

Something about being out to sea leads me to thinking about things differently. I have some thoughts to share after a day on the waves.

Many of you know that Jason and I will get married on June 5th this year. That’s not all that far away.

Many of you also know that I spent the better part of a year being complacent about the idea of marriage. It took my dad pushing me to think more deeply about it before I even considered marriage a real possibility.

I’ve been thinking about that today. Why did “good enough” seem acceptable to me for so long? Here’s where my thoughts led me today.

For most of my life, I carried a quiet fear that I would become my mother. She was unhappy, careless with people’s hearts, and never seemed to understand the weight of the promises she made.

As a child, that was the only example of marriage I saw up close. Somewhere along the way, I subconsciously started believing that if that was where I came from, then maybe that was what I was made of too.

I worried that no matter how much I tried, something in me would eventually fail the same way. So instead of imagining myself as a good wife, I held Jason at a distance, convinced that “good enough” was far safer than marriage.

It took a lot of growth for me to realize that marriage could be better. And it took even longer for me to realize that I could be part of “better,” even though I was damaged—broken in some ways.

I still struggle, but Jason has been there for me all along, waiting and coaxing me to believe in myself. And I do. At least enough to put my trust in something I want—something I know Jason has wanted for a lot longer.

This post isn’t about me asking for your sympathy. It’s a confession that maybe some of you might need to hear. So, here goes…

May you see what you can be if you free yourself of your doubts. May you transcend your past and press on into the future you deserve.

Good night.

Be your best you!

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