a carribean easter...

i love the ocean. big ships on journeys and sailors in uniform.

clean green blue water and the softest sand these feet have ever touched.

deliciously long afternoon naps in warm salty air.

dresses and heels. dinner at 8.

conversations stretched over hours, and new friends.

clean starched linens on the breakfast table and eggs over easy.

another glass of wine. taking my time.

sometimes you need to get away to see yourself in a fresh way.

in the reflection of a vast sea. in the eyes of a stranger. in the light of the warmest sun, i know myself anew.

i am once again, so grateful.