Journaling in July Week 2

Journaling in July Week 2

I’ll be blogging about this journey and sharing on Saturdays with Sue from Sizzling Towards 60 and Beyond and Deb from Deb’s World. I won’t share everything here. Just snippets from the week. Some of what I write is for my eyes only, and besides, you won’t want to read it all anyway. I think it would make for a boring read.

I have to admit – I didn’t make every day journaling this week. Thursday morning I got something in my eye and by Friday couldn’t put in my contact and the eye was red, swollen, and horrible. Bad enough to send me to the eye doctor, and for those that know me, know the doctor is my last resort. I am one that believes in a ‘hybrid’ type of medical care and the doctor is only one small aspect in my preferred medical treatments. But eyes. I don’t want to mess around with eyes. I’d like my vision to be here as long as I’m breathing. Fortunately he said it was just a “nasty abrasion.” Nasty enough that I’m still contact-less in my right eye. It will be fine – but for right now the pain and the temporary impaired vision has slowed much of what I had planned over the past few days.

That’s something we all deal with. We all make the best of plans and then – WHAMMO! Real Life intrudes and doesn’t always cooperate with Our Best Laid Plans.

Here’s a snippet of my journal entry from July 9th.

(It’s Sunday morning here in Texas, and I’m too late to get on the Saturday link up, coming from Australia, but I’ll post it anyway, even though I missed the link up party. Sorry Sue!)

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Day 9 – My favorite Place

The beach. Never a doubt. Although in the mountains or woods is a nice second. Anyplace with trees. It must be my Gemini split personality. I long for water. I long for trees.

But water is my first choice. A lake or stream suffices when a beach isn’t possible. However, not any old beach will do. I’m a bit of a beach snob. Growing up, anytime Mom took us kids to the beach, it was always to the flat sandy surface of Huntington Beach, a boring flatland of people and towels laid end to end. Once I was in high school and was driving, I graduated to Laguna Beach, and that is the kind of beach I long for. Rocky, craigy cliffs, tide pools teeming with life, and a magnificent view.

I don’t even have to be in the water. I just need to see the sun sparkling off the rippling surface and hear the roaring surf in my ear. Seagulls darting through the air with their piercing calls are just a plus.

Years ago I made one trip driving home from San Francisco to southern California on the Pacific Coast Highway. On the central and northern California coastline, I discovered a slew of glorious beaches that I’d gladly stake my claim on. Big Sur, Monterey, Carmel, Aptos…those rugged beaches are the ones that tug at my heart strings and beckon me with their siren call.

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