At the time this article goes out I will have officially been gone from the beach for at least nearly 20 hours… almost a full day.
I will have woke with my last view of the beach for a while.
Of course I will photograph it but often I don’t need the visual reminders. Not of this place.
I always walk out onto the balcony, look around and then close my eyes and breathe it all in.
The sights, the smell, the endless ocean with all of its vast adventures.
I can be anywhere, any room, any situation and just Stop.
I can smell it. The salt and sand and tropical smells.
I can feel it. The breeze blowing off the Gulf of Mexico caressing my skin. Rain or shine it feels so different, so alive.
I can see it in my mind. I can close my eyes and see all hours of the day or night here.
For all of my existence I have come to this place.
This body of water.
The beaches along the Gulf Coast have helped shape who I am as a human being.
As I am sure they have shaped thousands before, even now and after I am gone.
I’ve seen the sun rise, mid-day and setting sun. I have sat on the beach from dawn til dusk and dusk til dawn.
I have slept on the beach.
I have played in this ocean and learned of the creatures that live here and respect them. Even if I am not fond of some of them this is their home. Their space.
I have walked these shores with the ones I love and those that are no longer here with me to walk in the surf or sit in the sand and stare out at the beauty.
But here I feel so close to them.
I feel close to all of those I love and care for.
I love sharing this Oneness of everything with my boy.
My amazing miracle that constantly blows my mind and fills me with love.
He reminds me of this place.
We came from this place.
The place where I am close to everything, call it God, the Universe, all of those things we cannot articulate into words but its right there.
It is where I can and do find my soul. I nourish it.
I find it and I replenish my being.
And I can come anytime I want.
I just have to remember the way.
This time, I know that I have found it.
I will not forget it.
Life is too precious to let myself forget this and how to mend my soul.
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My sweet Kim, that is so lovely.
And I understand your feelings.
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