Beaches

I don't know what it is about the call of "HOME" when you've been away from it for a period of time.

The kind of calling where you can actually feel IT pulling on your soul and growing impatient for your return. My home just so happens to be in Florida.

When I close my eyes, I can hear the waves crashing on the beach, the crackling sound of the shells when the waves recede back into the ocean. My feet sinking into the cool soft white sand. I feel a warm blanket of wind coming off the sea with the smell of salt as it cleanses my spirit. I see the clouds perform as the sun sets beyond them . The kind of sunset where you know only God could have created. A spectacular encore to the day. Pure poetry.

I've lived out west for 8 years now in Arizona, California and Nevada. I got married in Las Vegas, NV, gave birth to my son in Ventura, CA and will be having my 8th annual wedding anniversary on the 24th day of March. We have been to San Fransisco (loads of fun), San Diego, Sedona (breathtaking), Jerome (nothing like it), Havasu, Tucson, Tombstone (Fun). We know in our hearts that traveling is our calling. Meeting people from all over the world. We have only experienced the tip of the iceberg so far, but we have a lifetime ahead. Florida is the next stop. I can't even begin to explain how excited I am to move back home. I know we will be there for a while, hopefully a few years before we move on.

There are a lot of things I miss about Florida. One of them being the FREE walks on the beach that last for hours. I miss bike riding, skating on the Pinellas Trail, Sponge Docks in Tarpon Springs, the seafood restaurants, the Grouper sandwiches, the conch fritters, the "She Crab Soup" at Frenchy's. I suppose I miss my family more than anything.

We will live somewhere between Clearwater and St. Petersburg Beach. Preferably closer to the beach.

A lot of time has passed since we have left. I know things won't be the same as they were. We are all in different situations now and we have all changed. Upon our return, I hope that my sinuses clear up from all this pollution. I pray that all of our families can merge together with grace, love and compassion. Most of all, I hope my daughter can embrace the change with the resilient heart she has been blessed with her entire life.

And like always, family & friends are always welcome.

By the way, all of these photos are of Indian Rocks Beach, Florida