As summer gradually bids its farewell and the warm days start to wane, a familiar feeling of longing stirs within me.

Nestled here in North Carolina, the promise of winter’s arrival brings forth a mixture of emotions. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore the majestic mountains that surround me, but there’s something about the beach that tugs at my heartstrings. The idea of having endless sunshine, 365 days a year, is an irresistible thought.

Oh, the beach – a place of solace, serenity, and joy. I find myself daydreaming about strolling along the sandy shores at the break of dawn, greeted by the gentle caress of the waves and the invigorating scent of salt in the air. The thrill of discovering delicate pink and purple seashells, treasures of the ocean, never fails to fill me with childlike wonder. The soothing symphony of the water meeting the land becomes a calming lullaby to my soul.

You see, my connection to the beach runs deep, as it harks back to the days of my upbringing on a tropical island. Weekends were synonymous with camping escapades and endless hours of beachside adventures. Later on, life led me to the enchanting allure of South Florida, where the ocean was practically my neighbor, a mere bike ride away. Ah, what a blissful existence it was – the ocean became my sanctuary, my refuge, my happy place.

Fast forward to the present, and I find myself in the embrace of Asheville’s majestic mountains for over a decade now. These towering peaks have molded me, reshaped my perspective, and instilled a newfound appreciation for nature’s grandeur. Yet, whenever I return to South Florida to reunite with my grown children, a certain craving emerges with fervor. It’s as if a part of me yearns for a taste of home – a plate of comforting Cuban cuisine and the familiar embrace of the shoreline.

The pull of the water is a magnetic force that resonates deep within my being. I’m confident that, one day, the call of the beach will be irresistible, and I’ll find myself back where my heart truly belongs. Until then, I find solace in the simple pleasures of life by my back creek, where the soothing sounds of nature’s orchestra gently mend my spirit.

As the days continue to change and seasons shift, my longing for the beach remains a constant, an unyielding reminder of the timeless connection between my soul and the shimmering expanse of the ocean. Until the day I can once again bask in the embrace of the sun-soaked shores, I’ll continue to find moments of healing in the embrace of the mountains and the gentle symphony of the creek.

Where is YOUR happy place?

I love you!

Millie

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