Oh, the Pacific.
One of the Seven Sisters who always manages to pull out what hurts and clean the wound with a clarifying hand.
I came to the sea confused, waiting for an answer that will affect our future deeply and I came away allowing the question to live in my life with grace.
It won't be long now.
We were with Anthony's family; my family now, too....
I told Anthony how nice it must be for him to have a wife that continues the family tradition of digging for things in the sand and in the dirt:
my Mama 2 (Bonnie) sits right down in a trove of beach rocks and hunts for beauty, just like me!
And oh my OH what incredible treasures we found.... sand dollar, bird cranium, driftwood, agate...
Beach glass, shell fragment, jade, worry stones....
Laughter, SkipBo, hobo hamburgers, freezing cold shower badges, racoons in the garbage cans, coffee with condensed milk, heart-to-hearts, starting a campfire, PJs all morning, stories from when it all began.....
Patience, insight, a heart full of love and family.
The best gifts you cannot ever see with the eye: they are in the ether, a tale waiting to be shared again, a memory floating above the more difficult day-to-day,
whispering words like 'hold on' and 'soon'.