Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Feeling land locked...

I was born in Rhode Island, the Ocean State, and I truly believe I have salt water running through my veins. Here in western New York, we have some great lakes that look like the ocean. I stand on the shore and I can't see the other side, but the sound of waves is eerily absent and the salty smell that seeps into your pores and sticks to your clothes is missing. It is just not the same and makes me long for the ocean even more.

In a few weeks, we will make the long drive to the coast. I would leave this minute if I could, and when I get there, I will stand with my toes in the sand, close my eyes, and inhale the sweet, salty air. I will dip my toes in the cold, crisp water, turn my face up to the sun, spread my arms wide and give the entire Atlantic Ocean a hug. And then, only then, will I be home.

2 comments:

Rabbits' Guy said...

Some of us are just the other way around ... live by the ocean but the Great Lakes are "Home"!

mum of critters said...

bliss...