My kids are being raised salty; summer is spent at the water's edge. They dig holes for splashing in and sleeping in. They catch and release black tip sharks caught in the surf. They ride their boogie boards as far as the waves will take them. All is as it should be. Surf, splashing, laughter, and perfect exhaustion.
I've always wanted to be an artist, but the truth is, I don't know how to create anything except for maybe a moment. And maybe that's enough.
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