As my daughter talked and played and giggled with her friends, we sat on our blanket in the sand. Just a couple of hours in the evening, a few moments rest.
We talked of how many years it has been and how we never could imagine this exact place we’d be in at this point in our lives. There was a time when five years seemed so long; here we are at nineteen.
We talked of our children and how wonderful they are. Not that there is something extraordinarily fantastic about them, but they are beautifully ours. We not only love them as parents ought, we really like them.
We talked of how we need sand chairs; how we’re getting old and our bodies don’t like sitting in the sand for hours. We smiled at growing old.
In a small, quiet way, we celebrated us. Our unity, our oneness. We watched the sun set and knew, Lord willing, we’ll be together tomorrow, and the next day, and the next.
In hope,
Shelli
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