The Beach

I've always enjoyed the beach. Since I moved to the East Coast, I've gone to the beach. At least 3 times a year. Some trips were only for a day, maybe a weekend. But they were so fun. Usually my friends and I, just out to have some fun.

There's something about the beach. The sand in between your toes. The waves crashing. The salty air. I miss that. I miss seeing the sea. Endless blue water. The peacefulness in nature. I miss that.

After I met my ex-husband, we would go to the beach, every chance we got. It was no longer the beaches I had gotten used to. The local, tourist filled beaches. It was tropical paradises. Places I'd only dreamt of. Exotic places.Where the water is so clear and blue. Places were few people roamed.  But were filled with exotic nature.

I miss being in the sun. Having the sunshine on my skin. I miss the freedom that I would feel, sitting there in the middle of paradise. Sand and water. So pure. I miss it. I miss that part of nature.

The more time I spend inside, the more I realize it. The more I yearn to be in nature's beauty again. One day, I want to take my little girl, to those same beaches. I want her to be able to play in the sand. To splash in the water. Those are my dreams. To share these things, that I hold dear to my heart, with my little girl.