Reflections…A Tender Moment from Childhood with Lifelong Impact

It has become common to hear others talking about the negative impact of childhood. We’ve all had THOSE moments. And what we do with all of it fascinates me. The human mind is such an extraordinary landscape to explore.

In my reflections at 68, I chanced upon the photo with Mom holding my hand and that of my younger brother’s at Daytona Beach. It was 1952. I felt safe. It was fun to play with those waves. And the feeling lingered as our annual trek in the stationwagon, eventually, with four of us siblings, to Daytona was woven into my blood and my psyche. Playing in the waves was salvation. It was heaven. It was something I longed for all year while living in Kansas. It was always the highlight of my summer.

I am grateful for the connection with the ocean and for Mom insisting we go there every year. Enjoying seeing how I tapped that experience and kept it as a part of my life. It remains a part of my Awesome Aging journey. #lovinlifeisgreat@68

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