My favorite place is anywhere that is surrounded by an Ocean. If I can hear waves, float and swim until I resemble a (beautiful, non elderly) prune, and breathe in salty air, then all is well in my book. The ocean is where I go to find peace, to rest, and it's where I often feel God the most. Looking out over what I consider to be His greatest piece of work, I'm reminded how small I really am, and how big He truly is. Here is where my son and I (and my husband when he is off of work) spend a lot of our days.
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Water baby, just like his Mom. |
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I don't understand how anyone could hate Florida. It's beautiful. |
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