I did indeed go to Florida to ease my grief. Sister and mom and I have had a wonderful time in perfect weather and fabulous water temps processing. We are headed home tonight.

There was a red flag flying and I decided to get in. The first time I did well. The second time I got in trouble. I remained calm and had a plan but remained in trouble. I worked my plan against the rip tide and ended up prone on the sand half way in the surf. I had been pulled two football field lengths from our chairs. Sister came to help me back. I wasn’t scared or panicked but I knew I was in significant trouble. Puts things in perspective.

A gentleman we didn’t know came up and gifted us 6 baby sand dollars out of nowhere. I’d like to think it was a parting gift from brother. A sign if you will.

It was a good plan to get out of town for awhile. It’s done us a world of good. Back to reality tonight but with a little less grief and more clarity than ever.

I hope everyone has a peaceful evening. Hugs to all.