Monday's Memory: the one with my lake

do you have one of those places that calls you back from time to time?

times when you're discouraged

sad

at a decision point

that feel so much a part of you

that going there in the midst of chaos sort of sends everything scattering to the right place again?

when i first graduated college i moved

about 30 minutes north of the city

(logistically a nightmare, which is why i lived there for precisely ONE year)

the draw though

was that i had a ground floor apartment

that was directly across the street from a gorgeous lake

and i could literally step off my patio and walk across to it anytime i wanted

i have this thing about water

and this lake

was just special.

in november of 2008

just a couple of months after losing my job

i felt lost

without direction

nothing had materialized

and while i was "working" for a few families

i had no idea where to go from there

(little did i know the journey i was ALREADY on!)

i revisited "my" lake

and somehow

things seemed right again with the world

 if only for that 20 minutes.