It was another gorgeous day. If that sounds repetitive…it is. I am so blessed to live in a place I love and enjoy this much. I love the sunshine. The heat. The sun. The breeze off the ocean. The sudden summer rains. The long summer squalls.
I love wild masses of color from summer flowers and crepe myrtles, the whisper of the breeze in salt grass and pampas mounds. The hawks that sit atop the posts and watch us below. The mockingbirds with their myriad of stolen songs. Peppers in the trees, and anoles on the house. Everything is bright and blessed here this time of year.
No, we don’t have any money for a ‘vacation’ like normal folks do in the summer. Someday I want to take AJ on a ‘real’ vacation… he was so young when his dad got sick and died, he doesn’t even remember ever having taken one… but here we have our own little backyard vacation every day. We have the ocean. We have the Angel Oak, the cobbled streets of downtown Charleston, palm trees, and sailboats passing beneath the bridges.
Before he heads back to school we’ll go to the Battery. We’ll walk around down town. I’ll even save the money to take him someplace fun and “Carolina” for a special treat. We will make the memories.
Life is too precious to miss just because you don’t have much. Every moment we have is a miracle.