My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Thursday, May 06, 2010

THE BEAUTY OF THE BEACH

We went to our favorite beach today, all five of us. It has something for everyone. The boys love to fish from the long fishing pier. Mary loves the sun, sand and surf. Em isn't much of a "beach girl" but she loves to take a nap in the shade. I love sitting in my chair, feeling the wind on my face, hearing the waves crash, smelling that familiar beach smell and seeing all the colors, especially when the sun sets. The beach is never the same place twice. Each time it offers something we've never seen before. There's always something new washing up.

I love everything about a Beach Day. Waking up knowing "today's the day". Rounding up all the beach essentials. Crossing the bridge and rolling down the windows. Finding the perfect patch of sand. The loading up is never a chore. The drive out never takes too long. The "beach drag" through the sand is always worth it. And when the sun sets and first star twinkles I feel completely at peace. At peace with nature. At peace with my loved ones. At peace with me.

"Heartbroken" best describes the emotion I feel when I think about losing all of this. Enjoy the PICTURES

1 comment:

Melody said...

Ahhhh the beautiful beach. The weather here is finally getting warm enough to hang out on our West Coast Beaches! Yay for SUMMER!