Last month, my husband and I moved from the home we've lived in for 24 years---the house we built after moving back to Michigan, where we raised our family. There were several moments throughout the stressful process when I felt like I'd foolishly launched into the deep end of the pool and wasn't going to surface.
When our kids were still young, we decided to build a pool in our backyard, investing in a space where we could relax, play, and invite others to do the same. Since I hadn't taken swim lessons growing up, and still had a healthy fear of deep water, I was determined our kids would have a different experience. In many ways, I learned alongside them, as they learned the skills and courage needed to move from the shallow end, where their toes could still touch the bottom, to the deep end that required them to move their bodies in ways that kept them from sinking.
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