One of my favorite and most treasured pastimes in the world is to sit by a river. Any river will do as long as it is moving. Whether it be somewhere, in Sudbury, Ontario, Kakamega Kenya, Istanbul Turkey, Avon in Bath or my favorite of all, the Rocky River in Clarendon. Here I frolicked as a child in the shallow and the deep ( blissfully oblivious to the fact that I couldn't swim) My father was also born by this river in a little house with a red roof. And just like the river he was running for his life. Thankfully he found it and today his soul rests in peace. When life's storms buffet you, find you a river, whether it's in an exotic locale or just the one formed from the tracks of your tears. There, be still and find peace, find a happy place knowing that change is gonna come and it is well with your soul.
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