Beach memories. Memories so strong and so happy that they can warm your heart even during the coldest winter. Or, the scariest hail storm. Yesterday, in my area of PA, we had a freaky hailstorm that scared the bleeding crap out of me. I just remember standing under our skylight, praying that it wouldn’t shatter. Praying that the hail wouldn’t damage my car. And praying that it wouldn’t injure anyone that might be caught outside in this moment of madness.
My two boys were thankfully home from school before all this hit. But let me tell you, it was really hard to see them so scared. And not to show them how scared I was! Those were some extremely long minutes of waiting to see if we were going to end up in the land of Oz. I really don’t know how people live out in Tornado Alley, having to deal with the fear and uncertainty on a daily basis. To have to worry about storms and loved ones and everything else associated with it.
All I kept saying to myself is that there are only 31 days until we are in Wildwood. Till we are all together, making some new beach memories. And you know what? It helped. The hail stopped. My breathing slowed down. My pounding heart lessened. I was able to reassure the boys, and let them know that we were safe.
Beach Memories To Warm Your Heart
The things I like most about our early morning strolls on the beach is that everything that seems so pressing actually is easily put to the side when you stand there and look at the beauty of the ocean. You stop. You breathe in the smells. You hear the pounding on the sand. You see the bubbles the wave makes. And you wonder at the beauty of it all.
Until your son comes running up to you and tosses a squished jelly fish at you. But instead of getting angry, you chase after him and splash him. Beach memories you remember in the dead of winter.
While you are chasing him, you notice a funky pattern in the sand from the waves, and you stop to admire it. It is then you notice the seagull watching you to see if you have food. Sorry dude, nothing here. Keep moving.
And then you get ambushed again by your son. And you take pleasure in introducing him to a mini-tide pool. Take that dude! These beach memories are worth every bad day at work it takes to get there.
The sun continues to inch upward, and the sparkle on the water is amazing. You are then drawn to the sight of boats making their way across the water. And that’s when you see it: dolphins splashing through the waves. But don’t get too distracted, because someone is about to attack you with a cluster of mussels.
So now that you are 20 minutes into the walk, and have contemplated all of life’s complexities, your mind turns to a most basic human need: food. All you can think about is some stuffed french toast, and your son wants to find and capture a hermit crab to take home. So what do you do? Start checking every shell and every tide pool. And laugh while you are doing it. (And thankfully not finding one because you have no place to keep it).
For 40 minutes, you have done nothing but walk, splash, run, laugh, wonder, and love. Beach memories that last a lifetime. Bonds strengthened. Time well spent.