If you don't count the 30 minutes my family spent at the beach on our way home from Disneyland a few Octobers ago, then I haven't been on a beach vacation in 20 years.
I love the beach.
Sun, sand, water . . . it's all very much me. Just not a place I want to spend with the boys in my family (unless it's an extremely private, isolated beach with hardly any people), so it was such a gift to be able to steal away with my mom to Carlsbad, CA for 8 glorious days.
Even though we weren't right on the beach, we were blessed with an amazing second story view from Carlsbad Inn Beach Resort. Waking up to cool breezes and crashing waves was incredible. I have to admit that reading God's Word and being able to look out upon the Pacific Ocean was quite a bit more thrilling than the view from my room or backyard at home. It was just so peaceful.
This was the view from our back porch. Simply lovely. Loved, loved the glimpses of dolphins swimming across the sea. Too bad they didn't leap out of the water like the Sea World dolphins. ;)
My mom and I made so many memories, some of which I will be posting all about over the next couple of weeks I am sure. :) Sea World, Seaport Village, Seashell collecting, miles and miles of walking, the beach bomb, and so much more.
As much fun as I had, there really is no place like home. Thankful, though, that I had an opportunity to miss and be missed.