For today’s P-word, my thoughts cast forward to the sunny, warm days of summer in the backyard by the pool, sipping a cold beverage and laughing happily with friends. On a chilly, overcast day in April, that pool-side image is near perfect.
I grew up in a small town in Northern Ontario where it seemed to be cold 10 months of the year. The only swimming available to us was a fresh water lake in the centre of town where the average water temperature rarely ventured north of 68F. In spite of these bracing temperatures, I loved the water and learned to swim during the 2 months there were life guards on the beach to provide lessons. We were a hardy lot.
As a kid, my ultimate dream was to one day have my own swimming pool. Fast forward many years and over 700 km away from my home town, Husband and I managed to convinced a bank to lend us enough money to buy a home that had a swimming pool. As parents of small children – and no experience with swimming pools – it was both a very scary and exciting day.
Our young boys became little fish and every summer the backyard was often a noisy gathering place of family and friends. We’ve often mused that we bought a backyard that came with a house.
Many memories have been made in and around this pool. Although the boys are now men and living on their own, they still come back – usually with friends in tow – and spontaneous parties erupt.
Dreams do come true …. and right now I’m dreaming of many more summer parties by the pool.