I stand in the ocean. The water is warm, placid, and crystal
clear. Little translucent fish swim around my legs. I hold my 22-month old son Taber
in my arms. He rests his head on my shoulder. My husband puts his goggles on to
check out a nearby Needlefish. It’s our family morning time at the beach.
Having recently moved to south Florida, we are amazed by the world-renowned
beauty found a mile away from our doorstep.
I am moved almost to tears reading this, partly because I don't have children. This post reminds me to consider how I have nourished and will nourish others. May we both continue to do so through our writing.
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