On the edge of waking I smell the ocean as the wind wraps my body in a salty air mixed with smells of seaweed, crab, and fish. My daughter yells, “Dad, I found a really cool shell, come see”, and as I turn expecting to feel sand under my feet I realize I’m lost in a dream. It’s the nonlinear experience of our journey that allows unexpected life touches, an eternity of connections to those places we’ve been, things we done, and people we love. My daughters find 25 years ago has decorated multiple book shelves, and today I am mindful to be grateful for moments never lost. Be grateful today for moments never lost.
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