My parents would be shocked I think to know that whenever Steven and I
visit Ottawa, we now go out to a place where we can buy chicken wraps,
and then drive to the end of my parents' street to the boat launch to look at
the water. After my mother died, a multi-millionaire bought her cottage-like
house, tore it down and built a squarish mansion. It couldn't be more
different than what my parents enjoyed.
But as I've said before, my parents taught me to love water. Every summer
from the time that I was two they drove our whole family to a cottage that
was a 2 1/2 hour drive from Ottawa. We swam every day, canoed, and loved
the views on the lake. When we moved to Toronto, my uncle sold the
cottage we'd rented, and that pleasure was over, so it was extra special
that when my parents moved back to Ottawa they were right on the Ottawa river.
That place also held special memories for me. Wonderful visits with amazing
scenery. On August 1 before we left Ottawa on our way home from Nova
Scotia last week, we drove down that road. The views there are still wonderful,
and tug at my heart strings.
Have a loving your life day.
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