Monday June 8
Okay so a girl can’t stay awake much past 930pm when she lacks proper sleep—both in quantity and comfort from the night before…I find myself awake at 545am sitting on the balcony, sipping morning beverage and listening to the crash of the waves on the sandy shore. Peace. Not the tranquility of the mountain peace I so love that our vacations usually deliver, but peace and beauty nonetheless. Good morning Gulf of Mexico. Oh bright and beautiful Alabama sun please kiss my alabaster skin and turn me a golden shade of brown. Let us laugh together, build sand castles, let there be cocktails in plastic cups sipped while our toes twinkle in the white sands and let us nap under the warmth of your healing and rejuvenating powers when not turning the pages of our many novels.
Let this be our repeated pattern for five glorious days of family loving vacation time.
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