I woke one beautiful morning, exactly a year after my father has passed. I drove down to the docks where my father always kept his sailboat. It was such a beautiful day, the perfect opportunity to complete his favorite sail-boating trip. In remembrance of such an amazing man and in an effort to spend some time alone to clear my head, I began sailing into the forsaken waters. I saw a picture below deck. A picture of my father right before he passed away. What was supposed to be a day of grief, sorrow, and remembrance, soon turned into my greatest nightmare. As I stared at the picture, the boat started rocking tremendously. I hurried above deck and what I noticed would change my world forever. A giant tidal wave heading straight towards my vessel... who knew if I'd ever make it out of there.