I can only remember going to the beach on two occassions. The first time was in the summer of my freshman year of high school. I was invited to fly down to South Padre Island, Texas by a friend from california that I had only met a few months prior. (I had the strickest parents in the world, so thinking back, I am suprised I was ever allowed to go). I remember how amazing that Island was- the water was so blue, I loved the combination of the heat, sand and the cool water against my feet. It was amazing!
The second time at the beach was even more magical. I dont remember the beach itself as much as I remember how much Issy loved the sand, how much Issy loved the water and how much Issy loved people watching on the board walk. At the time we lived in New Mexico, Issy was only 18 month old and San Diego would be our first family Vacation. The beach would forever be a place where our family would come together.
Yesterday was not only Father's Day, and we were able to celebrate Brandon becuase he is a terrific father, but it was also the first time since that beautiful week in san Diego that our family was able to enjoy the beach as a family. We enjoyed the trip to the fullest!