Writing Prompt: What I love to do…
I always loved kayaking because I could glide along with my hand in the rippling water. Swiftly moving through the water close enough to touch it while feeling the breeze glancing across my face. Then coming home and taking a dip in the pool. A trip to our favorite beach house. We watched the sun set against the dark gray ocean. The roiling sea waved good night as the cold breeze told us it was time to find warmth, sip wine, and play a friendly game. A love gained. A love lost and with it the fond memories of things I loved to do. New memories of things I love to do fill my heart. A trip to Europe with my daughters store colorful memories of see the Icelandic ocean from a yacht, and London from the top of a two-story bus. The science of Dr. Who with my grandson and crafting with my granddaughter brighten neurons as old memories begin to fade. Trips to Colorado and heartfelt conversations over coffee fill me with things I love to do.