In fact, when I saw the ocean for the first time I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was eleven years old and my family and I were heading to the shores of the Atlantic at the same time as Hurricane Bob in 1991. Driving east bound toward the ocean I watched with big eyes as a steady stream of cars passed us in the left lane. I was scared but pretty sure my dad wouldn't take us somewhere too dangerous.
|Happily, my own little girl didn't allow anything to dampen her spirits!|
I am so blessed now to live in a country of over 7,000 islands with some of the most beautiful beaches in the world. We've been on two little trips now to specifically enjoy the beach and sometimes I almost feel like I need to pinch myself to know that it is real.