Today, the family got out at 6:30 am, on a Saturday and had breakfast on the beach. We brought our camping stove, and supplies, our in-laws across the street brought some supplies, and we headed out. It was a great morning. The weather was just perfect, a little overcast, so it did not get too hot and we got there in time for the sunrise.
My husband and his brother had breakfast on the beach often when they were teens. Their mom would go out at like 5:30 in the morning, down off of Dania beach, and secure picnic tables, and get the coals going. The guys remembered it as a good time, and we had wanted to recreate this for our kids for some time and finally got a chance to. I felt a moment where I was truly relaxed happy and present, I was enjoying the sunrise and watching the kids frolic in the surf, well, frolic as much as teenagers do. I reminded myself that while they grumble now, they will remember this fondly. I had forgotten about all my “to do’s and should do’s and was at peace. I had forgotten all about Covid for a second too, as no one on the beach had masks. Until I walked into the bathroom, and this lady came in with a mask, and I was like oh now, I had forgotten something. but continued back up the beach to peace. A really great morning.
