Vacation, Day 2

Salt breezes like warm breath caresses my skin, and in the clouds of sunrise the rays of the morning struggle to make themselves known. All that can be seen is nowhere near all that is. Vacationing on the shoreline, so close to a disaster, but returned to that primal ground where life once struggled from sea onto land in its own effort to make itself known. And even here on another level of determination, we as a family return to reunite as generations are added. The story must be told.