Water, water, everywhere and not a drop to float in. Yesterday, I attended a wedding shower for two people who represent everything hopeful about this region. Smart, smart people. My smart friend's smart mom arranged the party at the Henn House in Sims Park along the lake. Henn House [1] has been renovated by volunteers who see the value of fixing and restoring. After the party, I found myself in the same position as another woman, who wandered down to the beach to admire the sunset and the calm waters of Lake Erie. I desperately wanted to throw myself into the lake and feel the cool water rush over me. Maybe, this other woman felt the same way. I don't know. I can't speak for her. But, the signs along the shore proclaimed "No swimming." I continue to feel desperate and I need to be able to float in healing water until my universe rights itself. I had to console myself by wading in the waters, just as the other woman did yesterday. Two barefoot women watching the sun set.
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Links:
[1] http://www.ci.euclid.oh.us/recreation/pdf/HennHistory.pdf
[2] https://www.clevescene.com/scene-and-heard/archives/2013/12/20/scene-podcast-the-many-problems-of-the-cleveland-metroparks
[3] http://66.228.45.157/system/files/simspark.jpg