Georgian Memories

In my early days, I lived by a giant bay. I remember as a four year old walking to beach by myself and just sat with my legs in the water. It was safe in those days, to do so or parents were not as concerned. My parents were divorce and I would dream of me and my partner not following that path. At age four, I knew that love was not always forever but it can be. I had a cat named kitty kitty who always came to the beach with me, he follow me on the trail each time I went away to wonder. I still go to a beach and wonder but this time I go and tell myself life will unfold and all will be okay. It’s the little things like being about to do that that truly make life amazing and to still have the innocent wonder is a gift. Sometimes we just need to left ourselves go to our comfortable place and just breathe.

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