I have joked for years that I want to be a beach bum. I think my dream has come true! My friend came into town to vacation from her busy metropolis lifestyle. She seems to vacation the same way she lives – go, go, go. I kept urging her to slow down – this is the beach!
It was nice to be ripped out of my hermit crab shell to be social for a whole 3 days. Ever since cohousing I’ve been sidestepping the shore and wondering when to flatten into the sand and hide like the ghost crabs do when groups of people hunt them down at night. I have enjoyed my year of healing and watching the waves, pelicans, dolphins, sea gulls – you get the drift.
It rained while she was here and I found a restaurant that overlooks an inlet which had my play list for us to watch with the added bonus of lightning strikes. I could have stayed there forever watching the dolphins, pelicans, herons, etc but she wanted to get up and go again. I did see some new places as we found a place for her to sit under a pavilion (in case of more rain) and play guitar. Covid makes life with visitors all outside and more creative than the days before.
However, the days before I never had any visitors. While we were sitting outside at a beach restaurant (when we had good weather the first day), I saw some people I hadn’t seen in a long time. They were from my home over the mountain and a wonderful church. They were here for a wedding and said they no longer go to that church. I left because I had to drive too far to that rural church but I loved the community and they all welcomed my last baby so nicely into the world with meals and a shower whereas my former church, Unitarian, only sent a card. She said the church imploded and the sense of community was over. I think it had something to do with a controversial, or boring, pastor. So, amazing bonds between groups of people can go great and, then, blow up at any time, any where. Not just in cohousing, though the dream is to keep it going there.
I’m cautious and step out of my crab hole to check around if the coast is clear (pun intended). I’m wary of people and groups yet enjoy the vacation atmosphere of the beach. My friend and I took a bike ride today and I set us up at the beach but she had to go. I sat there and relaxed and enjoyed the sun and breeze and sound of the waves. Back to my normal state of beach bum.