Last week I returned to the beach located just a few minutes from our old home. Remy and I used to walk there each day. We spent every morning at this secluded beach, from when she was 3 months old until she was 6 months. Then we moved. Why did we? I nearly forget.
I decided to spend the afternoon there with her and Truman after missing it immensely. It was such a windy day, but was also so hot. It was a nice combination, and both of us loved being back there. We didn’t want to leave.
I’m not a perfect person. I have a hard time dealing with change, and often I don’t give things a fair shot. I probably give up too easily, and I listen too much to what others say. I’m trying to work on all of these things, and am forever trying to better myself. I know that I will never be perfect, but contrary to what some say, I am a genuinely nice person who puts others first. Confused? Yes. Selfish? No. Trying to carve out a nice, simple life? Definitely. Most everyone deserves happiness. I will keep trying until I reach that point where I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I feel as if it is just around the corner.
Happy Monday, friends!
<3
Emory
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