We recently took a short trip to my grandparents house in Ocean City. Their house is pretty much my favorite place to visit. We get long heartfelt hugs, simple meals full of wholesome food, slow afternoons and time to recharge. It’s just so peaceful. And even though they live so close to the beach we hardly ever make it out there outside of a quick walk. Despite the fact that I have felt a pull to the ocean for the last 3 years. Truthfully I haven’t been very good at trusting my gut lately. Usually because it seems silly, or trivial, I don’t want to put other people out, or I just plain ole can’t make a decision.
But this trip we made time for the ocean. And as silly as it may sound it was everything I didn’t know I needed. I can’t describe how good it felt to be by the ocean. The waves, the sand, the sun, the smell, the crashing sounds.
These photos are from our 3rd trip to the beach in one day.
I didn’t bring my camera to the beach during the day but Rosie LOVED the sand. She could play for hours with a bucket and shovel and was covered head to toe as soon as she was able to wiggle out of our arms. It was heaven.
I’m already aching to be back to the ocean. Luckily I only have to wait 15 more days. 🙂