“Do you think everyone has this pull inside of them to be near the ocean?”
“No, I don’t.”
“…Well it’s in me. I can’t seem to shake it.”
At the end of May our little family made a somewhat impulsive decision to pack up and head to the ocean for a week. As exhausting as it can be “vacationing” with young children, I know every single one of us is so glad we did. Personally, I appreciate the opportunity it gave us to financially support in our tiny way, a region being devastated by a ridiculous oil spill… And in the wise words of Forrest Gump, ‘that’s all I have to say about that.’
I just went back and reread this post from our last beach trip in August. It comes at no surprise in the months since then time has nudged us along- situations have changed, babies have grown and hundreds of sunsets have performed their daily beauty. And still the beach beckons us, the pull stronger with every visit, to where I’m left in love…unable to shake it.