A place of quiet and stillness at the water’s edge, shimmering in the bright, sweet sunshine. This is where I want to be today, where I am in my heart. The world spins on around me: there are chores to do, promises to keep, and old hurts clamoring for attention. I will clean the house and keep my promises, but all the while I will stand at the shoreline and cast all the bitter and angry thoughts into the bright silverblue water, let the lake wash them away. I have fought long and hard not to lose myself, and I will not falter now.