Thursday, March 15, 2012

Daydream Believer

I have been a daydreamer since I was in Jr. High School. I attribute that to being an average student. My mind would wander a lot to far off places or what I was going to do after school or that weekend, to what I was going to wear the next day to school. I even remember picturing eating a yummy cheese pizza at my favorite place, "Woolworth" where my sister and I would go sometimes on our lunch hour in Elementary school. It was safe back then to walk down the street.

Now to explain the pictures of shells and sand. I have been many times to accompany my sister at her work conference at Heavenly Sandestin Beach, Florida. We called it our "Sister Vacation". Her husband gave up his chance to go, so I could go in his place. He doesn't really like the heat, sand and beach, so it's not an enjoyable place for him. He knows how important it is for the Sisters to spend time together, and I thank him for that.

I collected the sand, shells, giraffe drink stirrer, and this special rock that says "Grace" in this special glass from the beach. It sits on my desk at work within view. I remember the day the rock was found. My great niece was swimming in the ocean with me and she found it in the water and gave it to me. That little rock means so much to me. Sometimes I drift off and stare at my shrine of sand and I am actually sitting under the beach umbrella, sipping my cold beverage, toes in the hot sand and watching the breathtaking waves. I am snapped back to reality as soon as the phone rings, or someone needs my help with something. I must say that I go to that place almost every day. I even go to the website of the hotel we stayed at "Hilton Sandestin" and click on the live web cam that shows the 2 outdoor pools, spas and beach. I am there. Disconnected from my daily routine at my desk. I can smell the ocean breeze and feel the sand between my toes. I picture myself laying my towel down on a lounge chair to save it.

This summer, my sister will go again, but this time her husband will join her, and that's OK with me. I just cherish the time I had the past Summers. I can daydream and I'm there.

1 comment:

E said...

OH! I am sad you don't get to go this year!