I have been gone for a while.
Not just from the blog.
I was not one of those kids who grew up going to the beach.
I was lucky in many other ways... spending my summers in our
Nations Capitol or in the mountains of NC and some
of the time traveling... like to England and, the best,
living in Nepal for a year. (life changing and altogether a
I guess what I am trying to say is that I am still a kid when
I go to the beach. I want to throw all my stuff down
the minute I get there and go bounding off into the ocean.
It makes me giddy and elated to see the waves and to feel the sand
become my new pair of shoes for the week.
Topsail Island, NC is where we spent our week of family, fun,
waves, walks, cooking, eating, games playing and laughing.
(thank you so much Granddad and Grandma for this most memorable gift)
I was in a dream and it was real.
The proof is in the pictures.
Magic pure magic.
The beach will always make me feel young and for
that reason I will always only vacation there and never live there
for fear that the magic will be washed away.
Besides, I am a mountain girl at heart and always will be.