I know I've talked about the beach I grew up going to after our visit last year (click here to read). There's just something special about bringing my own kids to the places I grew up going to. Something that brings back my childhood filled with fond memories. The experiences I share with my own kids are the same that my mom shared with us. I miss my mom dearly. It's been almost 16 years since I hugged her goodbye. But, it's adventures such as these...
Playing in the same water...
Digging in the same sand...
Chasing a similar bunch of seagulls...
Snuggling a tiny one while watching the bigger one play...
Chasing a similar bunch of seagulls...
Snuggling a tiny one while watching the bigger one play...
and swinging on the same swings...
all the types of things my mom was doing in her 30s.
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