I now live on a lake - this lake, specifically. This is what I get to see when I walk out of my apartment and about 100 feet from the end of the drive at sunset. It is like a camp here, or a resort.
When I feel down or depressed, I walk to this lake and get energized. In fact, the day after we moved here, my son was having a hard time dealing with the move. I got him to leave his room and follow me to this place, where we took pictures. His mood changed in minutes after seeing this sunset.
Today, I walked nearly 2 miles around the lake, into the neighborhood on the end and back. On the way back, I heard children in the backyard of one of the houses, laughing and playing in a pool. This was a surprise to me. I live in one of the apartments, where the residents are generally either young couples, or older, retired people. The houses around here belong, for the most part, to older, retired couples. They may have had children here at one time, but you can tell from the general silence surrounding the properties, that those days are long gone.
The children I heard may have been visiting grandparents. In any case, the sound was very pleasant; it made me smile. This is not the old resort that I felt it to be. This place is alive. This place has already started to change me and I think (I hope!) it can do the same for my son,
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