Many moons ago, I ventured to one of my favorite happy places to celebrate my birthday. Twas a solo retreat meant to enable me to enjoy some sand, surf, and solitude as I began a new trip around the sun.
After several years of not doing so, this year I resurrected this activity. Last Thursday, also known as The Best Day of My Year, I ventured to one of my favorite beaches and spent several glorious days there all by myself.
Happy birthday to me!
Beachin’ Birthday: Part I
I’ve been to the beach I went to many times. We’re, like, BFFs. In fact, when I arrived, the ocean couldn’t stop waving! So happy to see me! Me, too, Ocean, you know, to see you.
It’s been so long since I’ve seen Ocean, but it was like it always is with good old friends — endless amounts of time can go by, but once you’re together again, it’s like no time passed at all.
I was so excited to be with Ocean again that I didn’t even think about having to take an elevator to the floor my room was on. I usually ask for a low floor and take the steps. I had one bad elevator experience in my entire life, about 10 years ago, but it was so traumatic, I now avoid elevators as much as possible. I was eager to get to my Me + Ocean Time, though, so I decided to get to my home for the next few days as fast as possible.
After I settled myself in my room, I decided to spend the first of many hours of quality time with Ocean. This is the elevator door that opened to take me back down to begin my birthday adventure.
This is me spending time up close and personal with Ocean (different day, but who cares?).
What other birthday fun was had?
To be continued next week….