Along the Water’s Edge

I’m not a swimmer, scuba diver, or snorkeler. I tried skiing once, and only once, and I tore my hamstring in three places. I was the passenger on a jet ski once, and only once, with an inexperienced driver, and he dumped us in the middle of the lake. That was pretty embarrassing at the time. Maddening, really. Tubing was fun in my twenties and thirties though. I will admit that. 

I had a long-time dream of being part of a rowing team. Once-upon-a-time I was strong enough to do it too. And while boating, canoeing, and kayaking are water activities I still enjoy, a majority of my favorite moments in life are found along the water’s edge. 

Whether I’m on the rocky coast of Maine, as the sea declares its dominance with its wild and powerful waves,

or on St. Pete Beach watching the sun set low over a peaceful Gulf,

or in my hometown, Waukegan, IL, on the shore of Lake Michigan, watching angry waves beat the shoreline,

or at Cataract Falls admiring the beautiful change of seasons,

or here, at home, on the quiet little cove of our half acre pond,

…nothing is as perfect as the peace I find along the water’s edge. 

Water is tranquil. For me, it is inspiring. It opens my mind to creativity. It is a place of dreams. 

A perfect combination is my red bench along the water’s edge of our little cove. I can see my soul being filled here in this new and perfect place in my life. What a blessing. 

I hope you too have a place which fills you with peace. ♥️

Andi