Last night, the “DK Sleep Demons” decided I didn’t need more than 4 hours of often-interrupted rest.
The beginning of my 36-hour “vacation”
Dragged myself out of bed, brewed the coffee and made my way up to the beach by 0700
We have been coming here for over 20 years
Twenty years of memories, good, bad and mundane.
There is something special about watching the sun rise over the Atlantic Ocean and I wasn’t going to let a lack of sleep keep me from seeing it this morning.
Watching the runners and thinking about my days of running barefoot for miles and miles on the sand and wondering how much damage that may have wrought on my now aging ankles.
Smiling as I spy the fisherman as they cast with their surf-poles and remembering it never mattered if I caught anything. It just didn’t matter.
Thinking about tomorrow being our 33rd wedding anniversary and marveling how Alicia has put up with me for all these years.
The sand fleas reminded me of playing in the sand with the girls when they were little. This week, our new granddaughter, not even three months old, had her first visit to this beach.
Recalling hiring a boat a few years ago and taking my dad and daughter Megan shark fishing. Just a mile out, catching several, including a few 7′ Black-Tips. It was the last time dad and I went fishing and there were several times he mentioned how much he enjoyed that trip and hoped we could maybe do it again. His declining health and the distance between us precluded that. One of only two regrets regarding my dad is that I didn’t make that happen anyway.
As the clock inched closer to 0718, more and more singles, couples and families make their way on to the sand. All of us waiting for the sun to rise from the water.
It’s like being on the Florida coast and waiting for a space launch, except this one occurs daily.
The golden orb rises from the water and because the horizon is a point of reference, it seems to be moving much faster than you would think it would be.
Dozens of smart phones are held up to catch the moment, including mine.
Kids continue to play in the sand, oblivious to the start of a new day.
My coffee cup is empty and I make my way back to the condo. A lifetime of memories in less than a half hour.