Back on the Lake


When most people think about there last few moments with a loved one they are by their side in a hospital room or maybe at their home.  When I think about my last moments I saw dad- I have the lake.  I remember riding by in the boat and circling around where he was swimming.  He waved and smiled.  Moments later he was gone.   It’s been a little over 10 months since I have been in a boat in the middle of the lake in a boat since July 24th. It was a different lake and different boat but it didn’t seem to matter much.  Thoughts and flashbacks  consumed my mind. I tried not to overthink it. However, tears that I couldn’t hold back -came.   The girls kept asking why I was crying and I told them that I missed grandpa.  Lillian seemed to have a little fear  in the boat too. Worrying about falling out or the boat sinking.

Anyone that was at dad’s funeral remembers my Uncle Johns message about the importance of water in dad’s life.  I remember John saying, ” The last thing your dad would want is for you not to go in the water anymore.” I don’t want that either. I don’t want to be scared or sad whenever I see water. Water was a huge part of summer for our family and still is. The only choice is to move forward and jump back in.

So here we are back on the lake. This time I get to hold my sleepy son, who has never met his Grandpa Wilken.  Leeland will have to  look to us to teach him about the water, how much fun it can be, how to swim all day until exhaustion, and how the only appropriate attire for the cabin is swimming trunks.

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