Love keeps returning

 

View of the river

Photo

Barbara Muir © 2022

I met a woman today at the second opening of the Let's Play show, who had recently 

lost her partner.  I felt so badly for her.  It made me think of this post, because we

visited this boat launch on my parents' old street last weekend. Love doesn't go away.

I enjoyed a lot of meetings with people at the opening. Some serious and some joyful.
It was great.  Here's what I said before:

"My parents would be shocked I think to know that whenever Steven and I
visit Ottawa, we now go out to a place where we can buy chicken wraps,
and then drive to the end of my parents' street to the boat launch to look at
the water.  After my mother died, a multi-millionaire bought her cottage-like
house, tore it down and built a pretentious, squarish mansion.  It couldn't be more
different than what my parents enjoyed.

But as I've said before, my parents taught me to love water. Every summer
from the time that I was two they drove our whole family to a cottage that
was a 2 1/2 hour drive from Ottawa. We swam every day, canoed, and loved
the views on the lake. When we moved to Toronto, my uncle sold the 
cottage we'd rented, and that pleasure was over, so it was extra special
when my parents moved back to Ottawa and they were right on the Ottawa river.

That place also held special memories for me. Wonderful visits with amazing
scenery."

Have a loving your life day!