Along the Coast...
“In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks.”
Along the coast is my refuge. Along the coast is where I go when nothing makes sense. Along the coast is where I go when I’m hungry and payday is a week away. Along the coast is where I go when I am tired, sleepy and traffic is moving at a snails pace. Along the coast is where I go to get away from people, and to be around people. The views along the coast are something that cannot be captured on film, though I try daily. Painters come every morning to try and replicate it’s beauty. But it still cannot be done. The feeling of sand in your shoes, warm morning breeze, and the smell of salty ocean air is something I wish everyone could experience in their lifetime.
The sky tells a different story every sunrise and sunset. Colors collide and collapse into each other. The Bible says that God’s voice moves across the waters. That has to be true because the serenity along the coast is unmatched and indescribable. The energy there is always calm. When I come for answers, I leave at peace whether I get my answers or end up with more questions than what I came with.
Before my daughter was born, we could not for the life of us think of a good name. It’s true that you do not realize how many people you do not care for until you try to name your child! We googled names left and right. We went to the library and checked out books. Still could not put our finger on a name that felt suitable. Then one afternoon, you guessed it, while driving along the coast we stopped at the beach. My husband and I climbed the rocks and made it to a cliff area that looked out over the water. We sat down and started pondering through names. I liked the name Avvie that we saw in a library book, but it just did not land how I wanted it to. We moved closer to the water just to gaze out over the horizon. I leaned over to my husband and said, “What about Ava?”
He said, “Yeah, I like that. I’m cool with that name.” And after 6 months of searching for the proper name for our daughter, we finally found one. Two weeks later, I was cramping awfully bad at home. I told myself I should go for a walk since my whole pregnancy I didn’t get to do much exercising. I decided the whole family including my mother should go, just to get some fresh air. We drove back to the same beach where we decided on Ava. The longer my husband and I walked along the water the stronger my cramps got. Since this was my first pregnancy, I had no idea I was in labor. Ava was born 3 days later at a hospital nearby that same area along the coast.
