Watching my kids at the beach brings back such a flood of memories for me. Growing up with the Florida and Jersey coast meant so much to me. When I see Stella running in the sand with such unabashed joy, pretending she's Ladybug Girl (her favorite alter ego at the moment), I'm immediately catapulted back to my childhood. The beach is home to me. It's where I'm reminded of how unimportant and important it all is. And there's nothing like that totally tuckered out feeling you have when you hit the pillow at night after a long day in the windy, salty fresh air.
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