We've salivated over the boats of others for years - meanwhile, grimacing at the available options for boating in Omaha. Waiting and wishing for the abundance of mountain lakes that Dave and I are more accustomed to has felt farther and farther away as we've become more and more rooted in the Midwest. Inevitably, we finally came to this question: How much can we enjoy boating in the small, muddy, public lakes of Omaha? i.e. How much of a boat is a worthwhile investment considering the circumstances? Dave's parents graciously understand our struggle and accommodated our dilemma by letting us tow their boat home from Bear Lake in order to trial the substandard waters of the Midwest. We jumped at the experiment! (After, of course, a very speedy trade-in of David's dream car in order to get a hauling truck.) We had a glorious summer in our borrowed boat! We didn't invite friends but instead basked in the opportunity to be together as a family. We played all day with nothing on our minds except for lake time- even giving ourselves permission to be absent from some Saturday obligations. (After all, we can be missing for 12 Saturdays of the year, right?) It was so fun to teach our kids to wakeboard, to scout out local lakes, forage for boat snacks, drop in for random swims, cheer each other on, and even take boat naps.
We ALL loved it but it was mom's heart that grew 3 sizes this summer. David and I fell in love on the lake and behind the wheel of the boat, he wears an angel's halo.
(But, I've been dreaming about this since before there ever was a David... see this sketch from therapy training sessions in college.)
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