Connected. Perhaps the reason I am so drawn to the North Shore - my Dad.
This past week I have had the overwhelming need to call my dad and talk to him. Possibly, I feel that I am loosing the sound of his voice. It has been almost 2 years since we found out that his journey in this world would soon be ending and I miss him dearly.
My Father had an extrarodinary love of the Sea and as I sat on the shores of Lake Superior I felt as though he was sitting next to me, his whisper in each roll of the wave and his hand on my shoulder with the warmth of the sunset's soft pallet. I am certain that this will always be the place where I will be closest to my dad - the sea - our connection.