I love the ocean. We finally got away with the kids this summer to the beach. To say it was amazing would be an understatement. The ocean speaks to me, energizes me, restores me, and keeps me going until I can visit again. One day I will live near the ocean. Until then I take my bits and pieces when I can.
There is something about getting away with your family, staying in one hotel room and eating every meal together that helps to reunite and bond a family. We walked the beach, shopped, shared dinners and swam in the pool. We tried to go exploring until one of us ( no name needed) had a panic attack and we had to go back with. We boogie boarded, played in the waves, and people watched. We spent time together and had time apart. We played musical beds in the hotel room and crammed the kids all together in the backseat of the truck. We connected, we laughed, we loved.
A mild case of chicken pox sent us home earlier than we wanted. But then again no vacation can be perfect. We returned home to our dogs, our home we love, and endless sibling bickering.
Until next time sweet ocean.