1.29.20 Remembered Sunday

“At the beach, life is different. Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun.” – Sandy Gingras


On Sunday morning I woke up with a spirit-calling urge to go to the beach. It was the kind of magnetic pull that made a three hour drive suddenly seem like the easiest choice in the world and I honestly don’t regret a second of it, because I’d go again tomorrow!

Only my daughter and I decided to go, and our day was bliss. We spent hours adding songs to our beach playlist. We ate lunch on the go, spilling our hummus until everything (unfortunately) tasted faintly of chickpeas. We dance with our shadows and thawed our cold-beach feet in warm collected tide pools. We found tiny feathers and glittery seashells. We watched the way the beach turned glassy with reflections of the sky. We stepped in bubbly foam and dashed in and out of the tide, the cool water playing tag and winning. We found shapes in the clouds. We only left after an unleashed dog came and peed on my towel! Even that disgusting shock became a giggle-worthy memory.

On the way home, we got ice cream for the drive. Then, my daughter read me chapters of one of my all time favorite books … I loved hearing the words I’d read a hundred times made new in her voice. And I think that those moments … with salty beach hair, sand-trails, and stories my daughter shared in the air … those might have been even more beautiful than the sea itself.

Last night I couldn’t fall asleep for thinking how fast it is all going … that I’m only a handful of years before my kids aren’t kids at all. Then I remembered Sunday, and had peace knowing that I’m tying as many memories together as I can, creating a lifeline of  moments that will always bring me back to them.

Can you share a memory you’ve tucked in for safe keeping? I’d sure love to hear it.




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