Monday was the last day of the long weekend so what do you do when you live in sunny Florida you make your way to the beach. I myself haven't been to the ocean in well over 12 years. The last time I went was with EJ the summer after high school back before life got complicated and all was still right in the world or at least as right as my 18 year old brain could comprehend.
Nevertheless Monday (the true Memorial day) was such a beautiful day with people that mean so much to me. It was a day to let things go and just enjoy all that nature had to offer. This was the first time that my 9 year old son had been to the beach, the first time he felt the ocean spray upon his body and the sand between his toes.
It's memories like these that I am so happy that I still have with him. I know in a few years he will be grown up (at least in his eyes) and doing things with mom are not going to be as cool as they once were. However for now I am so very thankful for days like these in my life.
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