"If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was." —Khalil Gibran
Let's think about that.
In its most direct sense, the quote seems to be about an intimate relationship between two people. If you love someone, let 'em go — at least at some capacity — and whether or not they return hinges on whether or not things were meant to be. But does it apply to other things? What if you love Italian food? If you let that go, what, you end up with a creamy white alfredo stain on your new suede boots? Then all of your (very dear) friends will accuse you of lewd behavior with footwear and start calling you The Birmingham Boot-Banger and does that sound like much fun to you Gibby?
Maybe it only applies to something that can love you back. Like dogs. Or the ocean.
The ocean can love you back. It can hate you back, too. It can be kind or cruel, and it is fully capable of making or ruining your day every time you dip into it. And who doesn't love a good wave? So maybe it ain't half bad to occasionally let one go. As we see here from last week in Panama, sometimes it's just not meant to be.