Last weekend (which holy cow I cannot believe I'm saying already) I went on a little trip. I do this at least once a year; 50% of the time it's for business and 50% of the time it's for pleasure. Sometimes both.
The best part of the trip (even though I was sick this time) was having a little R&R. I don't get that very often (some might say 'never-ever').
At one point over the weekend I found myself drawn to the lapping waves of the lake's edge. It wasn't long before I rolled up my pant legs and walked down to wade in the water.
It certainly wasn't my norm (at least not if away from home- this is actually my KIDS' thing). I mean I don't have time to have fun, never mind walk around leisurely in the water.
But last weekend I found myself there, doing just that, and eagerly anticipating every cool wave that came rolling in. It totally reminded me of my previous home (N.E.).
Only a short drive from the ocean, I knew I could always find peace (ANNND quiet) at many a waterfronts. Even with the babes:)
It brought me back. Back to a time of wonderful (and bad) memories. That's because of course my main reason for heading to the ocean was always to find peace and escape my at home misery and heartache.
I have always found myself thankful those rolling waves and saltwater beaches were there, strong for me. This time I also felt blessed that I am no longer there for that reason.
This time, it was for fun and a little relaxation.
It happened that this week though became a bit stressful upon my return and I was both surprised and blessed to get a video message from a friend...it was of our beaches back home...for what she called 'Beach Therapy'.
How did she know?
Because she's cool like that💛.
Here is to YOUR weekend and Fun Friday. Go find your happy place and when you get there, with your kids or your dog, or alone, roll up your pant legs and have a blast!
AND LEAVE THE REST BEHIND.