Category Archives: beach love

Surrender

This piece is Part 2 to this piece. It will make more sense if you read Part 1 first.  Go ahead.  We can wait. Welcome back.  Here is that conversation that was finally had: I was both terrified and excited … Continue reading

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the first time around.

The first time I saw him he was sitting on a stool, sort of leaning his 6′ 4″ hulking football player body forward with his elbows on his knees behind the customer service desk at Family Fare. His hat was … Continue reading

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a day at the beach

Again, I didn’t belong there. I can’t remember getting on the boat; the first thing I remember is watching two visibly older parents (made older by the events of the past month) watching a boat full of family take what … Continue reading

Posted in beach love, being an adult is really not that great, being free, i can't handle death, life changes, missing a you and a me, nonfiction, out of my control, Red Dress Club, stuff that means stuff, things we don't talk about, we are supposed to remember | 14 Comments

missing a you

A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.”   ~William Wordsworth Today my family went to the beach. We got their via boat because this particular beach is inaccessible by land unless you walk a LONG way. The … Continue reading

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