A day at the beach brings days past back to life. The tastes of the salty water, the grit of the sand, the relentless sun blazing on the skin feels the same.
We bring our grandchildren to the beach, who play in the sand and jump the waves just as our daughter did. Years play back before my eyes. The hand that reaches out for me to hold feels the same.
And yet, this moment of stillness also passes. Cups get knocked over, sand gets everywhere, and we brought so much stuff we can't find what we need. All these little annoyances are a blessing. Little pinches of reality. Life is teaching me to cherish them all.
