I almost didn’t get in the water. 

My grief was surprisingly quiet most of the trip. 

We splashed at the beach and I didn’t get triggered. 

We rode in the boat and I was still fine, even though that’s what overwhelmed me the last time. 

But the second my entire body was in the middle of the lake…the tears couldn’t help but come. 

I still miss you so much, you know. 

Yet, those tears didn’t last long, because when I peered up and looked at the pure joy on my daughter’s face, I couldn’t help but smile, too. 

And I know without a doubt you were up there smiling with me. 

There was nothing you loved more than being out on the water, soaking in the sun and God’s incredible creation. 

Faith, family, and the outdoors. This was the legacy you left behind. And I guess I just want you to know that it’s still so very alive and well. 

I think it always will be. 

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