At this point in my life, simple journeys are best.
There’s no ‘thrill seeking’ required for the bucket list I started a few months ago, after my husband passed away.
I figure I’ve had enough excitement in my life (some intended/some not), that most items now on my list are fairly simple.
Just give me a good Zen moment, any day of the week.
Yesterday’s bucket list activity was a fairly tame introduction to stand up paddle boarding.
And stand up I did, in the first 3 minutes.
I then spent a couple of hours paddling the calm waters with wood ducks, a couple of friends and Mark, our instructor.
We soon discovered Mark’s also a painter.
Perfect, I thought.
Little chance of missing one ounce of beauty on a lake with an artist as guide.
In Minnesota, the land of 10,000 lakes, 1 in 4 residents owns a boat.
And I owned my own simple version yesterday as I toured.
One strong cup of coffee beforehand, a paddle, and a board was all I needed.
I quickly found my bliss.
Returning home, I read up some on the incredible healing powers of water.
I quickly bumped up fly fishing in the river on my bucket list.
I then added sailing the sparkling waters of one very special 40 acre lake next month, just as the leaves begin to turn crimson and gold.
My husband will be joining me.
A simple and peaceful journey for both of us.
And a final resting place for him, in the healing waters he once loved.