ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
A Dream Come True.
We went to Galviston today. I loved the drive, the old Southern homes and the beach. I had almost forgot what the shoreline smells like. Even though the Gulf coast is far from my Hawaii home, the scent of hot salt sticking to the air stretched my memory back to days when I looked much better in a swimsuit; when my biggest care as I chased down the tide was my ICS 251 final; and when all I could dream about was what it would be like to spend a day in the waves with my family. And despite the crowds, the murky water, the whipping wind, and my not-so-tight tummy; sitting with the boys--splashing, soaking, and shoveling in the shore surf was just that: a dream.
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