Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.



Sitting here in the house that dad built I can’t help but keep one eye, sometimes both eyes, on the water.

Sure the lake level is low, as it is every winter, making it difficult to enjoy this huge lake, but just our little part right here is beautiful.

And it’s always changing. The light moves and twinkles and shifts and the water ruffles and calms.


I have lots of time to sit and reflect as the sun goes down and the shadows lengthen across the slew.


I wish my parents were here. But the house is still filled with their presence. Not the same of course, as having them physically here.

But not as sad as it was in the beginning.


Lots of good memories flit through my mind as I watch the water shift in the changing light.


We’re lucky they left us this place. I think they’re glad we come to visit.


But I bet they miss us all too.


Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

25 thoughts on “Reflections

  1. Mom loves reflections like your pictures. Something so peaceful and beautiful about it
    Lily & Edward


  2. Sometimes we all need those quiet moments to let the memories flood back – over time we can smile at them as well as still be sad


  3. just lovely – thanks for sharing this.


  4. What a beautiful spot! My parents had a lake house that we filled with so many memories. I wish we still had it in the family, it’s so wonderful that you can still go to make new memories as well cherish the old. (I am planning to name my next dog after that lake, another way to hold those times close).


    • I wish you still had it too. On the other hand, it’s a big responsibility to keep a house that is essentially occupied only part time going. A good idea to name your next dog after the lake. If we did that we’d need a boy dog to name it Martin. 🙂

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  5. Beautifully simple. Beautifully wistful. Beautifully loving. Beautiful.


  6. Time does have a way of healing us, doesn’t it? But you’re wise to savor the tranquility of the lake house and the beauty of the water itself. It’s good to feel enveloped in the love our parents gave us.


  7. What a beautiful place to have. Your reflections are peaceful I can imagine how your mind must wander to times together with your parents.


  8. A beautiful reflective piece of writing. The images beg to be stared into. Reflections of heaven.


  9. Beautiful. I just came back from visiting my Mum. She’s still with us physically but no longer really here any more, that’s sad too. In a way, I wish I just had memories.


    • Oh Helen. That must be so hard. I have often thought I was lucky, in a sad sort of way, that I didn’t get the chance to take care of my aging parents, that they were taken so suddenly and before their health deteriorated. Hugs to you and your Mum.


  10. Absolutely stunning photos, Dawn, and the words that go along with them – well, they take my breath away. I know the feelings you are talking about. Not with my parents, but about my grandma. I’m so glad you were able to be “with” your parents again, if you know what I mean. And time really does help with the sadness. Or is it acceptance?


  11. Your images are stunning, Dawn. They also bring an aura of peace with them. Hugs.


  12. Beautiful reflections!!!


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