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About Provincetown




Will I be better at 60 than I was at 50?

As I approach 60 years of age, I'm beginning to take another look at my life. When I approached 50, I wanted to be more. I wanted to explore who I was as a person. And to be better.

But I also found myself drawn to water. I couldn't figure it out. I couldn't swim. But the urge to be near water was so great I started spending my spare time by the ocean. Whenever I felt overwhelmed, I found that just sitting and staring at a vast body of water, such as a river or an ocean brought so much peace.

It's possible being Piscean had something to do with it, but who knows?

I also started to discover different things about myself. I realized I didn't have to suffer the consequences of a broken childhood. Better late than never, right?

Water became the catalyst for my healing. Now, as I'm writing this, I'm thinking that maybe it was the Spirit's way of connecting with me again. Because it seems I had lost my way. My life felt out of my control. With my job, my family, and my relationships. Nothing seemed to be going the way I wanted it.

So I took my first vacation in decades. I went to Provincetown, MA, even though I traveled part of the way by ferry. Did I mention I stayed away from water because I didn't know how to swim? But I spent the better part of a week exploring Provincetown. I walked the stone bridge across the ocean and got lost in the sand dunes. I wasn't even scared. I knew the ocean would lead me back to my hotel. Or to the Lord.

Either way, life was good. It felt like I was doing something on my own terms.

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