Although my family lived in Miami, Florida for a few of my early years, I don’t remember seeing the ocean back then. I know I did but it doesn’t count since I don’t remember it. Later, there were lake visits when I was a teen and I enjoyed swimming in those dark waters despite the fish nibbles and the possibility of seeing snakes.
I only remember going to the ocean after I turned 18! I found that immense body of salty water to be miraculous and I found peace listening to it. Fast forward a decade later when Jeremy started going through his treatments and an idea had formed for our twin’s club moms to have a weekend trip to the beach. Bliss, peace, serenity or all of those could be found on a sandy beach smelling the salty air.
This day trip to Assateague Beach reminded me of those joyful feelings. As I got out of the car, I closed my eyes and took several breaths of salty air. I didn’t have my swimsuit, blanket or sunscreen. I was just there to enjoy those few moments before going to the lighthouse. It was wonderful.