The Beauty of the Beach

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.

Gone But Not Forgotten

I'm going OT today
Today MJ was laid to rest. SO much Hoopla. It got me thinking about death and dying. He died at 50, too young for our times. I hope to live longer. I live my life to the fullest and take NOTHING for granted. I learned that lesson from past experiences. I have two thoughts on death:
1) No matter how old or how sick, we will still be VERY affected by the loss of a loved one.
2) The death of ONE person affects SO many.

With that, dealing with death is one of the most trying and tiresome things. It will wear you to the bone, wipe you out physically and emotionally. You need friends and family to lean on. Don't try to be a marter. If you want to help someone who lost a loved one, give them a hand to hold or a shoulder to cry on. When the time is right, keep the deceased memory alive with stories and traditions. It will be greatly appreciated.