Being there

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When I look at this picture, I remember “the beach house,” the salty cool breeze coming through the windows, the sunrises, the endless horizon, the sand in my shoes, and the ever present sound of the ocean. The house is gone but the memories persist. My spirit is healed just remembering….

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