An Unexpected Treasure

We've spent so many summers on so many different beaches over the years. As much as we love the ocean, we had given up on another beach vacation due to Bill's inability to walk without assistance, a cane or walker. 

When his adult daughter, Robin, presented us with a proposal we could not refuse, we discussed the possibilities and agreed we would give it one more try. I am so glad we did. Our hearts are home at the beach. I can walk for miles eyes cast downward looking for my treasures. I can't walk around a small lake without complaining here at home at our neighborhood park.

My honey is unstable on his feet, so he sat at the shore and thouroughly enjoyed the surf washing in and out, massaging his feet. Truly a blessing for both of us. The sea gifted me a special shell an incredible message from a late friend.
 

Can you see my magic? I am releasing doves. Ha ha. Those are actually seagulls in the distance beyond the dolphins.

Our last beach vacation was a memorable blessing, and we are forever grateful we were able to spend a week on Sanibel Island in southern Florida, far away from the hurricane raging in the Northern Florida panhandle. 

I don't know who was happier, Bill or Sassy Boy. We had a relative come in and feed the old boy (12). He has been Bill's shadow and is still asking for massages from "Dad" many times a day. 

I love the sea and I know the sea misses me.