Nine days into the New Year and gotta say the water feels fine!
I have a tendency toward "holding my breath" though, waiting for the "other shoe to drop" (even though the first shoe has yet to take the plunge). I've whittled away hours waiting for the bottom to fall out of things, probably due to the fact that I've lost a few "bottoms" along the way...
So I've decided in Twenty Ten to Breathe.
To deeply inhale the beauty that bathes my life,
To exhale in expectation of God's ongoing grace and mercy.
So far so good...
someone out there is CPR certified though, right?