Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Thursday, April 15, 2004

Haven't been here for awhile. We were up in ND, having a nice Easter visit with Grandpa and Grandma. The kids had a great time. We took them to a water park a couple of times. Hanna knows no fear going down the water slides. John was apprehensive at first, but eventually came to love it once he saw we could keep him above water. Last summer when we were at the lake he went under a time or two and couldn't get back up, and that scared him, and I think he remembers that. (scared me too, though I was just a couple steps away). Then, at the Y, I took him down a slide, my first time, and went under with him, and that scared him too. I eventually figured out how to lean forward at the bottom so I don't go under.

Tomorrow John and I are off to Nashville along with the others, to see Brian before he heads off.

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