E. E. Cummings
It’s amazing to watch the girls develop a love and respect of the ocean, to recognize it’s vastness. And it’s amazing to see hubby there as well because he detests the ocean. Yet for 3 years he’s gone and every year he does more and challenges himself to try more, and I am amazed and honored by the love that is shown to his family through his participation. Essentially, it’s his willingness to go that allows us to go to the beach since a family vacation is not a family vacation unless the whole family is present (at least not to me).
This year, I was yet again sad to leave the beach. The ocean holds so many fond memories for me, and it brings me always back to God’s greatness. It makes me feel small and still. I feel peaceful by the sea even if there’s turmoil surrounding me. The ocean stirs my heart and my senses and reminds me of all the things about life that I’m passionate about. It is there that I am more grounded. It is there that I remember myself and find all the pieces of me, and I am reminded of all the roles that I play while for a few days not having to play them all. And I don’t know why all this is. I just know that of all the locations that my heart could lie in this country or even in this world, it rests most peacefully in the midst of the salty breeze and constant sounds of the ocean.
- This one of Sam was taken by my mom 🙂
My child walking around the beach with her eyes closed. Not sure why. She’s odd, but I love her.