I don't know about you, but for this ol' bird there is no place like home.
I had a wonderful time on Oak Island with my family this past week.
I felt the sand between my toes, the salt on my skin & in my hair,
did I mention the sand between my toes....the sand in my bed,
the sand on the floors....the sand....the sand...the sand.
I don't think I make a very good surfer girl.
Now, my hubs and my kids....that's a different story.
Every year my kids are ready to pack up and move to the coast full time,
and for a little while I actually entertain the idea.
I think of waking up each morning to the lulling sound of waves crashing on the seashore,
beautiful sunrises, and long walks on the beach...then I remember the sand, and the salt air...
and for heavens sake my HAIR {ha, just kidding, that's what hats are for right.?!}.
I tease, I tease....I really do love the beach.
I love watching my kids frolicking in the waves...
I very much enjoy watching my handsome hubby emerge from the surf.
I love perching under my umbrella with a good book in hand
soaking up the sun, fun and good times.
So thank you Lord for giving my family such a perfect week at the shore,
and for every glorious piece of sand between my toes & everywhere else.
Until next year....
It's good to be HOME.
* peace, love & hugs *
Carrie
