We had a beach trip to the beach this week. It went well. But it touched me in a way that I'm still processing. I've been touched by these thoughts before, but they mean more as "we all" get older.
It's been a few months since we last visited the Oregon Coast, we are fortunate to live in convenient proximity, for the time being, to make relatively quick visits. Heidi, my very effective and super-woman soulmate, packed us in the morning for a quick trip, which still feels like an around the world adventure with all the coats and snacks and...
It is off season! My favorite time of year at the sea! I like the unpredictability of the weather. I like having to bundle up under my rain coat. I like the colors, the horizontal rain, the wind that I must lean into...the sun that warms us and glows between the storms. But mostly I like the peace and feeling like it is a deserted beach. Ours, all ours.
Yet as we wiggled in the sand and chased herons and ran from waves, I realized again how priceless that one afternoon was. We had left at noon from home and arrived at 1:30 pm, giving us 3 hrs. to explore and play before a beautiful sunset. A short time, was it worth it....? To our souls yes. And the impact I'm still seeing 4 days later has the ability to reset our objectives. Kind of like a factory reset on my silly smart phone when it gets all mixed up and decides to crash, repeatedly. I even made a small leap while there, aside from my camera, I had everything turned off on my device. It was refreshing. I've been married to it for a couple weeks due to some commitments I made to help manage a critical website for a missing friend...
...Driving home, I felt good. Not quite a hard factory reset good. But a soft reset nonetheless. And...a reset is a reset.
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