On a quiet Sunday in the country it’s nice to relax by the river. I love to feel the sharp branches poking in my back, the bees swarming around in the tree nearby and the biting sun beaming down. Schools of fish cruise past and the water is deliciously earthy.
It’s the perfect moment for some skinny dipping, for those who aren’t so shy. After the boat with the kids in it passes, of course.
I wonder at times why I choose to do things the hard way. Why I packed and left a life that I loved. It was for that moment. And it was sweeter because it wasn’t easy to get there.