Live sporting events take center stage instead of enjoying the atmosphere of a birthday. Things that could be postponed become the priority over the simplicity of family time. There are moments in our lives when we can miss out on intimate times with family or the beautiful nature that surrounds us simply because we allow material things or lack of adapting to the moment to take place. All for what? A pair of shoes! Have you experienced something similar regretting a lost moment with someone you care about for something temporary? In this moment I experienced a shift change having the opportunity to experience the bliss and connectedness with my family, I choose the temporary, which resulted in losing the moment. They were gone and didn’t look back, as I agonized with the sound of crashing waves behind me. Before I knew it, I could see the three figures of my family slowly fade in the distance. I thought to myself, “what if they crease in the front or get ruined by the sand once I place them back on?” “I’m good, no water or sand for me,” I thought to myself. On the contrary I was imprisoned by a pair of brand-new shoes. You could see the silhouette of the white waters breaking mid-way before reaching them. They posed for pictures in front of the horizon and ocean view. their toes and the shifting waves beating against their ankles. ![]() They were willing to immerse themselves in the grandeur of the wet sand between. On the other hand, there were limits for me on this particular day, because I only visited the beach because it was close by the shops, I had taken my family too.īarriers for me, were blessings for my family. ![]() In fact they left so fast that I thought they were part of the beach. They took hold of everything the beach had to offer sun, sand and ocean and left me in the dust or rather the sand. On the other hand, as quick as I could say let’s go back, I held three pairs of women shoes and sandals in my hands. I had my limits and went as far as the water’s edge would allow me. As we journeyed closer to the surf, I could hear the crunch of the sand beneath my shoes. On a recent trip to Sarasota, we shared a wonderful experience on the beach with our Aunt Amelia, at least my wife and daughter did.
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