"When I was a kid, my parents bought a cabin in northern Ontario on a lake and I fell in love with the remoteness & seclusion. Listening to the birdsongs as a morning sunrise lit up the lake was paradise to me.
I met my first love one summer at the lake when I was 21 years old. Ross was learning to sail with his parents and he waved to me as he passed our dock. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him staring at me until the boat sailed around the bend and out of sight.
I watched for weeks as his father taught him to maneuver the boat around the lake. We would wave to one another as they sailed past and I would continue to watch him out of the corner of my eye.
One afternoon, as his sailboat was zipping along the water, it changed direction and turned straight towards our place. Instead of waving to me, I heard him yell, "Hello there landlubber" and I watched as he landed the boat at our dock.
Four years later, we ended up getting married on that same dock and every summer since, we spend our time sailing and creating memories out on 'our' perfect lake."
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