Today I floated on a pool and bathed in sunshine. This has not been a warm, sunny summer – just yesterday rain was pouring miserably while I was at work. But today the sun was out, and I took advantage.<\/p>\n
I love the sun. I have to wear a ridiculously high SPF sunscreen to keep myself non-lobster-esque, so in the height of summer I tend to avoid the direct sunlight, but oh does it feel glorious after all the rain and overcast gloominess. I needed it. My skin and soul soaked it up, warmth I need to keep myself whole.<\/p>\n
I love the water, too, which is why I prefer to sunbathe while floating, parts of my skin still submerged in the water. The feeling of my fingers drifting through the cool water, the gentle rise and fall as I ride the ripples sent out from the movements of others, it just brings me back to my home. I practically grew up in a boat – my dad bought our first one shortly after I was born. We stored all the life vests in the bow, tucked underneath against the fiberglass sides of the hull. I would always crawl in there as a child, curl up on my little nest of life vests, listening to the sound of water swooshing against the sides of the boat. My mom would look at me a little green, asking how on earth I could handle being totally enclosed like that, unable to see. But it was my version of a rocking chair. No matter what boat we were in – the canoe, the aluminum car-topper, or later the bayliner ski boat, I was always found curling up in the bow, my safe place.<\/p>\n
Today BabyH splashed and swam with SIL in one end of the pool. The sun warmed my face as the water cooled my hands and feet. I closed my eyes, breathed deep, and for a little while nothing at all really mattered.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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