I don't think I wrote about what I did on Tuesday. After Will and Morgen left I went up to Lake Winnipesaukee for the 21st straight year. I've been there every year of my life. I was actually there in the summer of 1988, (I was born in the fall) in my mom's stomach.
Lake Winnipesaukee is really special to me. I've gone in the water every year so it's almost spiritual in a way to me. The water makes me feel right. I believe that Lake Winnipesaukee was the first water I was ever in and I honestly hope it's the last too. I wish I was baptized in it. The Lake and the Lakes Region means a lot to me because I associate it with family and fun. The Lakes Region of New Hampshire is heaven to me. That's the only way I know how to describe it.
I think a lot of people think that I would want to be buried at UConn or where Morrone Stadium is but that's not true. I want to be buried and to have my final resting place be in the Lakes Region, preferably overlooking the water. Hopefully that won't happen for a long long long long time, but I also know that my wishes won't change for a long long long long time. Let's not talk about death though. It's a sad subject even though I love the quote "Death makes life important" from Six Feet Under.
When I went to the Lakes Region this year I went jetskiing. I LOVE JETSKIING. I love it because it, like cycling, golf etc. gets my mind off of any problems. I love when I get the engine to rev up when I get the thing airborne in wakes. I'm not expert on jetskiing. I need a lot more practice but I love getting to go.
Thankfully I will be up in the Lakes Region again in a week. I might not write, but then again I may. Either way I can guarantee that I will be happy.
Randomly I also realized today that the happiest day of my life would be the day I become a father. I was thinking about Will and Morgen when I thought that. I just thought about that today and I know that no matter what I accomplish or do in life, if I became a father, that would be the happiest day of my life.
Speaking of life. If I don't own a house, or even a porto-potty on Lake Winnipesaukee before I die, (no matter what else I accomplish in life, even peace on earth) I will have failed in life. That is how much Lake Winnipesaukee means to me.
It's a strange and crazy and passionate devotion to the area. Let's be honest though. I don't really like things. I LOVE them. They aren't good, they are THE BEST EVER.
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