|Navarre Beach, Florida|
Well, it happened again. Recently on my morning walk on the beach, I caught myself looking in the same old places for that elusive sand dollar.
Do you ever do that? Find yourself doing the very thing you vowed never to do again.
|I don’t think I got home with this one intact.|
I must confess that when I made the decision to stop searching for sand dollars, I had the thought that maybe once I gave up the hunt, I’d come upon another perfect specimen just out of the blue—you know, like a little God-Surprise.
Since that Aha Moment, I’ve concentrated on enjoying whatever I encounter on the beach. But old habits die hard and sometimes sneak back in, which is what happened that morning.
Anyway, this time, I renewed my resolve. Then Terry and I got busy, and the beach renourishment project (which I’ll tell you about soon) closed our section of the beach so I haven’t been put to the test yet.
However, the most wonderful thing happened yesterday. Our friends, Bobby and Karen, drove over from Perdido Key to have lunch with us. They came bearing gifts: flowers and not just one but a pile of tiny sand dollars they had discovered on the beach. Karen said there must have been hundreds.
Dear God, please send Karen and my readers a special surprise today.
Give them the desires of their hearts.