We took off towards Kure Beach and Fort Fisher. There we were. Literally where the land ended. We climbed a hill and Shelby sat in a tree and I on a stump. Just looking off I felt so small in a good way. We drove back the other way a little bit and we were where the ocean was lined with boulders along the shore. The sky was a beautiful blue with pastels that made it look like sherbet that evening. There was a breeze and I felt perfectly okay in my jacket, sitting slumped between two rocks. I just kept looking around and taking it all in. I took deep breaths with every crashing wave. I started to feel immensely thankful. Beyond just “lucky to be there”. I was talking to God when I closed my eyes and thought of all the little things He has done just to say ‘I love you’.
It was more beautiful than I can tell you and that was a hard week…But that night was a dream and God revealed to me how good I actually have it.