Happy Wednesday, folks.

We spent this past weekend in Wildwood, NJ.  At the Cara Mara Motel.

My sweetheart turned 40 back in July, and I gave him the weekend as a gift to celebrate this amazing milestone in his life.

As a young boy, he spent a week each summer in Wildwood – at the Cara Mara – and I wanted him to go back to that place again.

I wanted him to smell the smells, taste the foods, swim in the pool, and watch the waves.  I wanted him to watch the tram car, please.

And as I expected, it was magical.  The stress of our previous week melted away as our children ran up and down the boardwalk and drank Lime Ricky’s.  We took photobooth pictures, raced in the go-carts, and watched street performers do their thing.

We watched TV on a pull-out couch.

We were basking in the glow of being blessed.

It’s so easy to lose that little boy or little girl within us.  To a world moving too fast for its own good.

Say it ain’t so, friends.

In last week’s blog, I brought you back to Great Adventure with me.  This week, to the beach.  It’s a wonderful life.

My Juicy Glad-I-Caught-That:  …we are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos. It is a hopeless task. ~Colin Meloy, Wildwood

Where can you allow for simplicity to work its magic in your life?  How can you untangle the chaos and choose the beautiful world around you?

Tell me.

In love,

N

xoxox