Schultz Lake!!! I also have fond memories in those waters - I remember it feeling so CLEAN compared to Winnebago. I also remember picking leaches off our legs too but never dissuaded us from endless play. So glad you have fond memories in water too and understand how deeply it shapes us. x
Kimi, you experience life as poetry. I understand feeling your soul at one with the water and its home—Schultz Lake has the same deep connection for me. It’s home. Also nourishment, play, comfort, healing, relaxation, joy. And all the things I can’t express, but which your poetry does. ❤️
Your reflections are so appreciated friend! I think we must share similar synapses because the images you shared are some that stick with me as well. Sometimes when the words march out of my fingers onto the keyboard, they just FEEL right. Insightful of you that you're already picking up on the of water theme. This continues to be a powerful place of grief, connection and mystery as the memoir continues. And lastly, the shadow is my mom... but do you know what? I NEVER noticed it until you pointed it out! But yes, those are my mom's fabulous curves in 2D. :)
Schultz Lake!!! I also have fond memories in those waters - I remember it feeling so CLEAN compared to Winnebago. I also remember picking leaches off our legs too but never dissuaded us from endless play. So glad you have fond memories in water too and understand how deeply it shapes us. x
Oh ugh the leeches. Lol. I’ve had a huge fear of them since I got my first one as a toddler. Refused to wade ever since—suspended toes only!
I wonder if you're aware of how moving the pictures are.
OMG I got goosebumps seeing the photo of you and your mom’s shadow at the end.
Ooh, I love the first paras about the light and the bones. So perfectly placed...
Kimi, you experience life as poetry. I understand feeling your soul at one with the water and its home—Schultz Lake has the same deep connection for me. It’s home. Also nourishment, play, comfort, healing, relaxation, joy. And all the things I can’t express, but which your poetry does. ❤️
Your reflections are so appreciated friend! I think we must share similar synapses because the images you shared are some that stick with me as well. Sometimes when the words march out of my fingers onto the keyboard, they just FEEL right. Insightful of you that you're already picking up on the of water theme. This continues to be a powerful place of grief, connection and mystery as the memoir continues. And lastly, the shadow is my mom... but do you know what? I NEVER noticed it until you pointed it out! But yes, those are my mom's fabulous curves in 2D. :)