I close my eyes and listen to the waves crashing.
It’s peaceful. The ocean calms me, centers me. Puts life in perspective.
When I was a teenager, I always wanted to escape to the beach. Not to party or flirt with boys. But to walk along the shore and have the noise from the waves drown out the noise in my head.
Water gives life. It heals. It promises new beginnings.
It was the draw of the sea that caused me to move to this place more than fifteen years ago. Knowing nothing else about it, but living on an inlet, just a few minutes from the ocean, was a draw for me.
The water has always pulled me, called me.
And led to the life I have now.
When I thought my heart was beyond broken, I came back to the sea to be healed by its waves. Looking out at its vastness and realizing just how small, how much of a speck my problems were.
The waves rolling in gave me a new hope, a reminder that things are constantly changing.
It was beside the ocean that my husband proposed, starting our life together.
As the years pass, our three boys splash in the waves, their laughter ringing out and making me smile.
So many memories of the water: both happy and sad, beginnings and endings, but all muted by the sound of the waves, softening the emotions and reminding me that nothing ever really stays the same and new beginnings are always possible.
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