Good-bye, Oceana, may God take care of you and all that sail on you.

When in the first hour of the first day of the first month of 2016 Oceana had slipped her lines and set sail for Southampton, an overwhelming sense of sorrow filled my heart.I so hate returning home.I love my home with all my heart, yet hate it at the same time. I hate the lonely nights,the emptiness of the rooms. Is it my fate to be alone? Is it my destiny? I am so capable,so self-sufficient,there is nothing I cannot do. I can take care of everything, of every-one. Why can't I take care of my own aching heart? There are days when I am drowning in grief,in pain,in sadness. My Olly,my monkey,when you died did my heart die with you?