Without really thinking much about it, I’ve been “doing water” a lot lately.
Shared photos, old and new, have been of water … near water … in water. In grief and in stress, I’ve turned to water and returned refreshed.
It’s a magnet … I can’t help myself … and I know I’m not alone.
When I saw a friend of mine post a photo of herself in a boat on a lake with the comment, “Happiest and most…