I came to the beach with no expectations. Not chasing long rides, not trying to look skilled. Just stepping into the ocean, trying again slowly. Even small waves can knock you down. The body learns, the ego softens. Fall, rise, and laugh it off. I didn’t return as a surfer. I returned with lessons: patience, listening, and the courage to begin without ambition. Because sometimes, the truest progress needs no proof at all. 🌊