No Excuses

One of the best things about living on a little island in Southeast Georgia is the ability to go to the beach. Another wonderful thing is the moderate weather. Today, when some of my friends in the northern Midwest states got snow, I had an overcast and drizzly morning, but temps in the 70's. Our community pool will open in 2 weeks and there's no doubt that we'll be ready to head there on the weekends to bask in the sun. Yesterday, I read a blog from a travel writer about how lucky the local residents are to live here. She's absolutely right. 

The sound of the ocean, the smell of the salt marsh, the kiss of the sea breeze on my skin, and the feel of my toes in the sand are the very essence of my soul. The beach is where I go to find my balance. When I get too far into my head, I need the vastness of the ocean to remind me that there is something so much greater than I am out there. The ebb and flow of the tide assures me of life's steady rhythm. The sparkle of the sun and the reflection of the moon on the rippling surface are pure magic to me. 

But even when I live only minutes away from the beach and know that I need that calming force in my life, I still have not made the effort to make sure I am there to walk in the sand and dip my toes in the surf every day. I have other things to do. I'm too busy. It's cold, overcast or raining. No. These are just excuses. I can make the time. I can wear a sweatshirt. I'm not going to melt. 

So, today, while I sat and watched the waves roll to shore, I decided I will find at least one hour each day to spend at the beach. At some point during the day, whether a morning walk, an after-dinner stroll with the kiddo and some ice cream, or a bag lunch with "my ass in the sand," (Thank you, Zac Brown.) I am not going to take for granted what I have right here in my backyard. I am so fortunate to be able to live here and I don't want to forget that. Life is short and I need to enjoy and appreciate what I have each and every day. Simple as that.

And as I made this resolution of sorts with myself this morning, I also considered my abysmal attempts to post a daily blog. I can be better at that too. My beach time can also be my blog time. My beach walks are times of reflection. Why not catalog those thoughts? Random musings, introspection, deep reflection. No agenda. No theme. Surely there will be something suitable to put on a page each day. And so this is the beginning... 

If you'd like to join me, c'mon along and read my ramblings. At the very least, I'll share some pretty pictures and you might get a chuckle or two. 

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