Monday, 13 August 2012

I don't remember where I found this. Sorry.

I'm afraid I don't have much to say tonight. I know, you're shocked. Usually I waffle on and on about complete crap, but not tonight.I still have my two articles to write... And it's 2248. So no time to get gabby.

My hubby seriously started job hunting back home today-- near my parent's even! Let me tell you I am praying he doesn't change his mind again. I really want to be home. Of course, I really want to be in the beach house, or in a beach house. I miss the ocean.

I think everyone finds their own magic somewhere. Mine is in the waves. I hope I can introduce that kind of magic to my kids. I hope they can find their own magic and that it will always stay with them. Even when they're far away from the source, I hope it's still part of their everyday life.

I had lost that. But just the other day I stumbled upon it. My fascination with the waves and the sand and the sharks. Yes, even the sharks :).

For so long it made me whole. The feel of the sand between my toes and the sound if crashing waves gave me peace. I'll never let it go again.

This came from a friend's Facebook. It was taken at the Outer Banks, where the beach house is.
I think he's stunning.

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