I went the summer house for the first time in four years a couple of weeks ago. I dragged the kayak you used from under the deck back into the water and you would have laughed watching me. Mom's familiar voice was yet again trying to guide me on how to place it in the lake. Her camera she used to take pics of us is now an iPhone by the way. I could hear the faint echo of her voice reminding me that balance was a necessary part of the equation as I toppled into the lake. Ego was...
July 23, 2013