Life is but a dream.

I saw it, the beach in all its glory. The instant beauty took my breath away and while the sand warmed our old Utah toes and the clouds fantastically bombard our spirits and I fell in love.
I became smothered in this fantasy world of San Diego. I was in my element. I didn't just live this moment. I felt it. I craved for more of it. I became this moment.

Not only did my soul sigh a sound of relief but my heart fell more in love with that husband of mine. He clung close to Wyatt walking in the reflections of clouds that bounced on the ocean water and held onto Wyatt’s hand with such an intent that made me be so proud to call him husband.

As we walked the dock Wyatt became so intrigued with the surfers that he’d stop every once in awhile to watch as they floated on the waves and I couldn't help but think how he could become one of them if only we moved here.

That day we not only took in the salty smells, bathed in the setting sun and watched in delight as the seagulls flew over head but we satisfied our restless spirits and this became home.

The sun set attaching with it the thought of moving here. I looked into the future and saw my self wasting my time on the beach and I saw us happy here.

For me life is but THIS dream.

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