I believe in the healing power of the ocean. I believe in transformation, wrought by salt air and saltier seas…

I believe sunshine can truly save the soul…

I believe when God rested on the seventh-day, there’s a handsome chance he popped open an umbrella, slid on some shades and kicked back with sandy toes…

And I’ve discovered that if I stare long enough at the expanse of an endless sea horizon, I will feel small enough and insignificant enough that my life’s concerns become equally so…

And when it’s time to go back home, I earnestly cement the inky blues where ocean meets sky into my mind, and softly whisper “until next time my dear, dear friend.”
Love,
L.N.
That was our first trip to Florida together and I remember the look on your face when you looked at what all you had packed! Such a great trip and memories made! You have a true gift with words and I love reading this blog!
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