Last month we went to Lincoln City in the Oregon Coast, for a swim meet.
We arrived the day before the meet started and enjoyed a beautiful, sunny day.
We stayed in a hotel right next to the beach. A must.
Brought the mitts. A must.
Wrote a message on the sand. A must.
Walked on the water’s edge. A must.
Picked up treasures. A must.
Played catch. A must.
Talked. Told stories. Told dreams and nervousness.
Noticed the light.
Noticed the rocks.
And the land.
Noticed the water and the immensity.
Walked in silence. Felt the love. The support.
Noticed the growth.
Noticed the sand. The water. The body.
Noticed the rainbow. And just noticed the optical illusion.