These are the things that rocked my soul as I spent the last several days with Dad in Port Aransas, Tx:
Long car rides with comfortable silence.
Deeply familiar places.
The Gulf being a place that only Texans can fully appreciate.
Sharks everywhere. EVERYWHERE.
Dad’s sense of adventure, which I believe he passed to me.
Still loving drip castles.
Dry sand warm and soft on my bare feet.
A full spectrum of outdoor experience– rain, thunder, wind, warm sun, clouds, cool air, humidity.
Being carded, I’ve still got it.
Tall golden grass that shimmers in the wind and looks velvety soft.
Having a quiet mind and heart.
Cozy island coffee shop.
I ams so grateful to have had that time. So, so grateful.