tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-316962812011-04-21T18:09:44.069-07:00Megan's dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11078836674160573402noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31696281.post-1153921691353613322006-07-26T06:39:00.000-07:002006-07-26T06:48:11.366-07:00I'm captain of a boat. It's a small boat. No engine. Just a small sail, and a few oars. My family is my crew. They look to me for direction and assurance. We're on this big ocean called "life." We're just trying to get across, without being capsized on the way. If we see someone in the water, we will try to rescue them. Someone pass me an oar!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31696281-115392169135361332?l=passmeanoar.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Megan's dadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11078836674160573402noreply@blogger.com4