Riding the Wave
My vacation highlight involved finding myself absolutely alone on the beach one gorgeous partly cloudy afternoon. It seemed uncanny to find absolutely nobody as far as I could see on the private beach. The absence of distraction and outside noises proved deafening. So I parked my bones at the water's edge in the shallow water of a sand bar where I revisited a simpler life. For well over an hour, I marveled at the crashing waves and felt the gritty undertow try to claim me like quicksand. As a prevailing breeze swept my sparse hair, this foreign body stuck in island mud became one with Mother Nature. I emerged from the ocean thinking how blessed it is to simply be alive.