From wading in the creek to watching thunderstorms from the front porch swing with my mom as a child, to dancing in downpours as a teenager and swimming laps at the local Y as an adult, I have always found water to be a source of both rest and renewed energy. Maybe this is why I like the beach so much.
Water soothes me.
In my new job, my heart gets broken almost every week. Last week was especially hard, as I said goodbye to two precious souls I had grown to love. As I stumbled exhausted and dazed into Friday, I messaged my son: "Want to go kayaking this weekend?"
Thank you, Tom and Carly, for an afternoon on the lake. It was balm to your mom's aching heart.
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