What does the Blog title mean

In May, my bestie and I were at the Moose Jaw Spa enjoying one of our rejuvenating time together. We were celebrating our milestone birthdays and catching up on the time we had to spend apart during Covid. We spoke of how we felt about being around water and we came to the decision that "Go to the Water" was a perfect Blog title. Oddly, naming your Blog is a difficult task and I wouldn't have wanted to make the final decision with anyone else. Besties have very important jobs and naming a Blog is one of them.

Water has been such an important part of my life. I hope that everyone has a surreal place that brings peace and calmness to your soul. For me that serenity is achieved when I am near or in water. I keep it real simple, when I need to center myself or clear my head, I have a bubble bath. I am a much calmer decision maker in my housecoat.

I have always envisioned myself living in a cottage on a lake. I'm sitting on an upper deck overlooking the water with my pontoon boat tied to the dock below. Yes, a big dreamer. I have come to realize the closest I am going to ever get to living lake side, is being lucky enough to have a pool in my condo area. It is a salt water pool and salt water is suppose to be good for your attitude. That pool has been a great place to meet community members, watch little ones grow and learn to swim and improve your attitude.

During Covid, I found myself almost daily, in a park close to the river. It was a place for me to achieve calmness as we all endured the uncertainty in the world. Thinking back, I would never have believed that my visits would span many seasons as the ice melted and the leaves came and went. It is still one of my favorite places to visit.

I believe that we all have "water calmness". Just think about how you feel when you sit and watch fish in an aquarium. Are you someone that loves to watch it rain? Mother Nature is in charge of water, we are in charge of how we feel being around it.

Moose Jaw Mineral Spa

Riverside Park

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