What's in a name? I thought about naming the blog after our boat, or after our mooring location in Monroe Harbor, but common sense rules of blogger safety and privacy discouraged me from doing that.
For you terra-bound readers, sailors refer to wind direction, and the boat's and sails' relationship to it, as points of sail. If the wind is blowing nearly straight into your face, it's one point of sail, across the breadth of your boat (or your beam) it's another, and if it's blowing from over one shoulder, and your sails are let out wide to catch it, you're sailing on a broad reach.
Since god was a kid, boats have been assigned a gender. They're considered female, so we refer to our boat as She, The Little Girl, Young Lady and other girlie terms of endearment. One Sunday morning, gulping coffee in the cockpit and wondering if maybe I should be in church, I decided that I was in a way. I was attending Our Lady. Our Lady of the Broad Reach. The title held a certain poetry for me. I decided that my spiritual needs could be well served while navigating the waters off Navy Pier, and that I should put aside all thoughts of being elsewhere.
(Unless it's here:)
And the nickname stuck. So here you are. At a blog called Our Lady of the Broad Reach. Thanks for coming.