This is Love

I live at the most beautiful place - it’s a tiny coastal village. My boys and I can walk along the pristine beach any time we like and often we have the beach to ourselves! Magic! Sometimes I find it hard to put my toes on this beach. It holds memories that I feel in my body like a physical ambush. Most of the time though it feels like love. It is the last place the love of my life and I crafted out our happy little home, the last place all the waggiest tails welcomed him home. The last place I sat at our dining table creating as he cheered me on through the “ugly” bit of every painting. The last place I told him “see you tonight, I love you” …