The weather man said this was our last weekend of awesome weather- so we did what any full blooded American family would…we went to the beach.
As far as I can tell the beach is where life begins and ends. The ebb and flow of the tide, birds, and waves.
Rocks that have been pushed and pulled so long by choppy waters, they turn into sand.
It’s the one place I can gaurantee my own happiness. I have whole days when I think, I need to connect, I need to see it, I have to get out of here- and I’m dreaming of being there.
One of the highlights of my day was seeing Sunny run toward the waves. I don’t think we are that much a like most days- but yesterday was an exception.
I hope your weekend was just as beautiful.
