Wednesday, April 21, 2004
Perfect Day
Today was one of my most favorite days since I’ve moved to TX. One thing I really like is doing something on the spur of the moment because it’s so easy to just go with the flow and appreciate the entire experience.
I absolutely love the ocean and it has been far too long since I’ve been to one to just sit, look at it and reflect on things. What I really like to do is run out to it in a full on sprint; as if greeting an old, dear friend. Obviously, in my current condition, I am unable to do that but I was still determined to get up close and personal, to touch it, to enjoy the feeling of the water running across my hands. I love standing at the edge and watching the water race up to me and giving me the feeling that even though I’m standing still, I am moving.
I realize the Gulf of Mexico is not really the ocean, per say, but it’s just as nice. When I woke up this morning, I had no idea that I would be taken to Galveston to enjoy the Gulf for the simple reason that the person who took me knew how much I loved the water. That has to be one of the greatest gifts anyone has ever given me.
Walking on the soft sand was definitely risky but I made my way to the water by following the packs of hard sand and getting assistance when I had to cross the soft beach. We walked just to where the sand was being kissed by the gulf and then I was on my own.
I had wrapped my ankle with two ace bandages for support and knowing that I could take a few steps this way from testing it out at home, nothing was going to stop me from meeting up with the water and squeezing it with my fingers.
I made my way very slowly to it and let the water run around my legs, soaking my shoes and pants. It was like being bathed by heaven. I slowly knelt down and with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, I waited for the water to surround me. As it did, I reached my hand down and felt bliss....the water rushing over my legs and hand before departing back out. What a thrill.
Then it came time to get up and walk back and rest my leg. It has been so long since I visited the ocean that I forgot it likes to churn the sands beneath you allowing the beach to suck you in, rendering you almost immobile. With extreme caution, I worked my way out of this situation and made my way back up to dry beach, sat down and just enjoyed life for awhile.
The company I kept only made the day that much brighter, more meaningful and peaceful. I soaked in some rays, we talked about life and I left there feeling refreshed.
It really is good to get away from the day to day once in awhile. The ocean always helps me figure out problems, it calms me and I always feel more alive for having been gifted the opportunity to gaze upon its enormous beauty.
I would love to take that feeling and bottle it up to take with me wherever I go.
A perfect day. I had a perfect day.
