All week I have heard my name being whispered on the hot breezes blowing through the trees. Today, I could ignore it no more. I packed the cooler and beach chairs and my youngest and I headed to sand and the surf. It has actually been a long time since we have been to this particular beach, as it held memories that I wasn't sure either of us would enjoy revisiting but all we found was freedom. It was wonderful.
We played in the waves and I only nearly drowned once (but managed to save my sunglasses from doom!) We ate Peanut Butter M&Ms and Sour Patch kids and we sat, sunned and watched the tide roll in with our feet in the water. It was a good day...a very good day. It was a day for counting blessings and smiling at the memories we made. I am very blessed!
Sounds like a perfect day.
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