
After spending a week at the beach, I have come to understand the meaning of "Life's A Beach." The tides ever changing, such as life. Its always bustling (well in summer) It brings you joy but can knock you down with ONE GIANT wave. There is so much beauty to be found there, if you really look around. You can get caught in the seaweed along the shore and turn away. It all depends on the sunbather. I find the beach to be so relaxing, during the day and in the evening. I love the sun, the smell of the sea air, the sound of the crashing waves, watching my children playing in the surf, seeing the sunset at night and the ocean breeze is so delightful. At the weeks end (or maybe after a few margaritas), I realized that I needed to take the beach home. I needed to find my sand in the bottle, bask in the sun away from the shore, listen to my children giggle, stop and smell the flowers, look for a beautiful sunset, and take my own advice, take nothing for granted.