One week from today, barring any complications financial or otherwise, I will be at the oceans front for 6 days. Please complications... don’t raise your ugly heads. Last year when we were supposed to go, the car was in the shop to the tune of $2400.00.
I cannot remember a time I did not love the ocean, or the lake, or a pool. Mostly the ocean though.
I don’t swim that well, but I could stay in the water for hours and hours. I’ve met jellyfish face to face, (well - face to legs anyway), and have been pulled into an undertow, but even with those fears slightly in the back of my mind, I still love to be in the water.
I hate hot weather, but with the ocean and I can at least cool off whenever I need to. Some people go on vacation and shop and go to shows. To me the biggest show is the water. I can be anywhere I want to be watching those waves. I can be anybody I want to be.
Husband as well as the furry babies, are going. I am praying this will be a good time for husband and I. Maybe without all the work stress and the bills and the routine business of life we can pull back the passion we had once, before it disappears never to return. The shrink is not optimistic, but I feel I have to be. Who would have ever thought I could be more optimistic than my shrink?
Maybe if it does nothing else, the salt water can wash the profound aloneness and sadness from my heart.