Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Sea Glass

So I know I said that this blog was not going to be a blog with lots of words.. I didn't necessarily lie it is just evolving, as I do, to my new life here at the beach. So today you get words because I think if I am going to be yelled at you should probably be too. Come on now, don't get upset I am just sharing the love.

So today I went on my "walk" early, I know you have no idea what my "walk" is or why it is so meaningful but just know that it is and I will explain that sometime, maybe soon. I will tell you that I have become quite the sea glass collector on these daily walks. The sand today was quite smooshy, which means it was like walking in creek mud for an hour so my legs felt like complete jello, but in the end it felt great and I found a cute little piece of sea glass to add to my collection.

Finally I was almost back to the Pier and the end of my walk was in close reach.. then this lady caught my eye. She was just standing there staring out at the ocean, I had the thought go through my mind... Ok Ok this is when I started hearing the voices in my head, the conversation went something like this:

Me: I should tell that lady not to walk South on the beach today and to go North cause the sand is REALLY smooshy and she is not dressed for smooshy sand.

Voice: She doesn't need to know that, does it look like she is walking to you?

Me: No. Not really ok then .. shew I am so glad I am almost to the end of my walk.

Voice: Yea you did good, glad you let me tag along.

Me: You know.. that lady sure looks deep in thought about something.

Voice: She has a lot on her mind today.

Me: I see she does, I wish I could help.

Voice: Maybe you should give her the piece of sea glass.

Me: Maybe I should, but it is mine I worked for it.

Voice: Did you now?

Me: Yes I walked this beach and struggled through that sand for an hour and I didn't find it until I was almost back. (about this time I walked past the lady)

Voice: Yea. You found it right before you saw her, I think you should share your glass with her.

Me: I probably would not have noticed her except I slowed down to pick up MY piece of glass. She wasn't looking for glass she is looking at the ocean.

Voice: That piece of glass may mean more to her.

Me: Why would MY PIECE OF GLASS THAT I FOUND FOR MY COLLECTION mean anything to anyone else. She is going to think I am a whack job. I am going home I am back to the Pier now I AM GOING HOME WITH MY PIECE OF GLASS FOR MY COLLECTION.

Me: ok ok.. you didn't have to yell ya know.

So I turned around with the little piece of glass in my hand and walked back to where the lady stood. I was thinking the whole time that she surely would think I am nuts, here she is staring intently out at the surf deep in thought and this very sweaty smelly wind blow person just comes along and interrupts that, who did I think I was???

As I got close enough for her to notice me I said "hello, you sure seem to be deep in thought" she said "oh do I?". She then explained that she used to live here and now she does not and she took a few days off to come back. Those were all of her words but there was much more of a story behind them, there was something of a sadness to it all. I held out the little piece of glass to her and without her even questioning it she knew I was giving it to her for good.

Her words back to me I hope I never forget. "How did you know I needed this?"

I never answered her question cause at the moment I think I was in as much shock as she was, I just said "I hope you have a good day." and walked away.

God, I know it was not for me to know what was troubling that lady today or why that piece of glass meant so much for her to have, but I pray that it brought her a tiny bit of peace today. Oh yea and thank you for knowing me well enough to know that I am a bit hard headed and need to be yelled at now and then, (have you been talking to my Daddy? did he give you that hint??") anyway.. thank you for using me for good today.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Some days randomness is in order..

After an overnight trip to Mathews on Saturday for my Daddy's 50th class reunion from Mathews High, I came home hoping for a lazy Sunday afternoon with a nap or two, ok maybe three. Phyllis on the other hand had a different plan for my afternoon and 4 miles from home called and said HURRY UP AND GET HERE we are going to Hatteras before the bridge floats away again.

The 1961 Class of Mathews High

Old Friends Catching Up

I should have taken heed to this warning

I may have ended up in a situation or two..

I was laughing so hard I couldn't take the pic of her running to hide from the cops or the dump police. Honestly I don't know WHAT she is running from.. I just gave her the go go go wave and she took off like a baby deer on opening day.

Some people want a house on the sound instead of the ocean.. I doubt they were going for a house IN the sound.. sad.

Sadder still this house and the one next to it are headed into the ocean.

But what can brighten anyone's day? A tune or two!

Road side Piano Bar

This is Bruce. Bruce is walking across America.

We really liked Bruce and you can read about Bruce and his walk HERE!!!

I bet that first step is a doozey.

Suspect Grave

So you see sometimes a bunch of random stops and photos can be kinda cool, throw in a cemetery with a suspect grave and you have an AWESOME Sunday afternoon. My wish for all of you is that you enjoy the randomness in your life as much as I do.

Friday, November 4, 2011


Some days the sun just does not want to cooperate with me, or maybe it is the clouds or something I don't know, either way, those are the days that you just sigh and turn to go back home feeling just a tiny bit lost and out of sorts. Today was one of those days, sorta, I sat and watched the waves crash, and listened to the surf crash and the birds fly instead of turning and going back home.

I realized that most mornings I don't get the chance to do this because I have the camera at the ready waiting for that perfect sunrise shot. I was marveling at the treasures I had missed by staring at the bright spot all the time and thinking of how that reflected on my life. (no.. I was not drinking already this morning thank you very much)

As I turned to rush back home to take the boy child to school I was presented with yet another gift ...

Maybe God is trying to tell me to slow down and enjoy all that I have and stop looking at that one bright spot, because there is so much more this world has to offer.

Have a great weekend everyone!