If you know me, you know that I’m the happiest when I’m paddling through the open water and my feet are hanging off the sides of a kayak. Last year, when I finally realized that owning my own kayak really wasn’t going to break the bank, I literally jumped for joy while hiking with myContinue reading “Bye Bye Kayak?”
And even before we were married, with white-knuckled fists, I held on to our relationship through waning romantic effort… unhealthy boundaries at home and work… addiction… neverending counseling appointments… promise after broken promise.. Lie after lie… Trying to control him… begging him to change…
All because I was too terrified to figure out who I was on my own. To face the reality of me.
The first dip of the paddle – as it reaches into the water. The smooth, silky water. I pull it firmly and feel the power as Sunset, my kayak, lurches forward. A rush of air floods my lungs – the blue sky stretching its circumference around me. I am here.