Lived in LA for 12 years and finally went swimming in the ocean. Guess I’m loyal to my OG, the Atlantic. Went with these good time gals, ate ceviche on the beach, and swam in some delightfully cold water. Oh and we also listened to a woman incessantly whistle at her son like he was a dog ☀️🌊⛵️
20 years without you today. Feels impossible in some ways. How have we made it this long? I miss driving to South Carolina to see you, hearing you joyfully say, “Katsie!”, starting days at your house with Cheerios, prank calling you, collecting shells on the beach to give you, and finding the Reader’s Digest you once left in the guest room that detailed multiple grizzly bear attacks from which I’ve never quite recovered. I’ve had so many stories to tell you. Love you so much and take you with me every day.
