|Calm waters run deep|
May 2013This is shiny. So is this week's Thematic. Here.
Funny what time can do to our personal sense of perspective.
On this day, I'm back here with my kids. This mysterious destination of my childhood has become their grandparents' home. This peaceful spot by the water where I used to rest after the arduously long ride (or so it seemed back then) has been redrawn by time. New trees, branches and leaves have grown. The flowing water has subtly redrawn the shoreline. It's familiar, but the mind plays tricks with distant memories.
It doesn't matter whether it's old for me or new to them. This place is significant to all of us, and it feels right to simply stand here with them and take the moment in.