I struggled to come to terms with my mum’s death. Then I swam in the sea and suddenly felt connected to her
Watching the slightly choppy sea from a boat, the last thing I felt like doing was embarking on another 5km (3-mile) swim.
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- Mind fog had sapped my energy, and my mood was decidedly Eeyore-like.
- Head in the water, the knotted feeling in my throat began to loosen.
- My mother was a keen swimmer, and she lived with depression.
Watching the slightly choppy sea from a boat, the last thing I felt like doing was embarking on another 5km (3-mile) swim.
I wonder if she found the same respite in the water that has helped heal me since she passed away It was early morning in late September, off the coast of Kaş in Turkey.
But as I pulled on my cap and flippers, adjusted my goggles and took the plunge, something shifted.
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