On the final evening of our recent beach trip we casually decided to take a walk out to the water following dinner with friends at The Red Bar. As we slowly made our way over the dunes it became apparent our effort would be rewarded in perfect time to witness the sun bid its daily farewell and disappear beyond the horizon. I’m not yet sure if it was the sky morphing before our eyes into a surreal glowy masterpiece, or watching our daughter play in the sand and surf, or the simple knowledge of this being our last evening on the beach for another year, but the moment hit me with an intensity I won’t soon forget.
Now, I don’t wish to tie this up in a nice little bow and present a false package of how perfect our life is for the sake of good story. In fact, our little family has survived an extremely challenging year. A year that at times rattled and rocked our small nucleus to the point of near disaster. But like I said, we survived. We are surviving. And as we continue to grow together and learn from our experiences, I will recall these few minutes on a beach at sunset as a marker on our family’s map. This man and these two mini-humans are my people. And I would choose to journey through sand dunes with them any day of the week.
My favorite - I can't wait to order a large canvas of this one for the house
by sarahrichmond
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