A Hasselhoff Dive.

Yesterday his kayak squirreled away from under Dec's bottom. It drifted to the deep.

Without hesitating I peeled off clothes and did a Hasselhoff Dive into the not-so-warm lake to fetch it.

A few strokes of butterfly, a few fresstyle and I was there.

With no intention of swimming yesterday, I found myself in the crisp clear water splashing about like an otter. A September 11 Blue Sky smiled above. My freckle face boy was alongside.
My happy surfer girl was on the beach yards away. My mother was kayaking the perimeter of the lake while we played....and I felt so alive and lucky to be.