Doing Nothing on Purpose

 Waking up this morning to the sound of waves crashing.  Watching the kids running up and down the beach - swimming, digging.  

  Peaceful and happy.
And nobody loves it more than Elijah with his half a conch shell treasure.

Real Life in the Rear View Mirror

  The countdown started 351 days ago....the day we left the beach last year.  This morning, after plowing through the month of May, which had about four thousand events, we packed the van and headed out for the beach.  Each mile closer to the ocean we got the more I could feel my worries and responsibilities flying out the window.  
  I'm ready for this vacation- starting with a night time sand crab hunt.