In a Relative Way

Spent the day with her and another couple at the beach. The water was warm, there was a steady breeze, and the sky was clear. We sat under umbrellas, talked and read books, took a long walk, went in the water as the tide came in and the waves were at their best.

It’s the same state park we’ve been visiting since before our youngest was born. We used to load them all into a 1970 Olds Vista Cruiser, strap a stack of boogie boards and a cooler to the roof rack, and make the same journey. All day in the water, staying until the sun was on the horizon, driving home in the dark with everyone else in the car asleep.

The beach is the same in a relative way.


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