It seems even after the storm, the perfect soundtrack kept unfolding…
Thankful for the opportunity to spend time with friends in the Wilmington, Carolina Beach, Kure Beach areas recently.
I love exploring the North Carolina coast.
And, I love how I always take something home with me…a shell, a lesson, a delightful memory.
I swear, the Universe is a playful and saucy DJ at times…
The storm cell passed, we were all back out of the cars and into our chairs. Enjoying the fresh air, the sand and surf, the togetherness of friends, the music just audible over the sea-sounds…
After the Storm by Mumford and Sons
And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.
But there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And then, these two, took the opportunity to take a long walk, hand-in-hand, down the beach.
And my heart swooned.
There’s only truth (of a sort) on the blog.
These two are a little older, with grown(ish) kids, having faced more challenges together than I’m sure we can even imagine – a couple’s Book of Love is always marred with the tear stains of difficult plot lines – still holding hands, still being couple-y, still believing in love that lasts and grows…and offers grace.
Excuse me while I mop up my heart off the floor.
Oh, that’s right. I was on the beach. No floor. Only sand.
Only truth, right?
There was no mopping of the heart…
But there was singing under my breath.
Because I love this song, and it was perfect timing; and if my eyes got wet because of the enormity of it all, no one was the wiser, and it could have easily been blamed on the still-strong, post-storm winds.
While I can’t claim to be a 100% Hopeless Romantic, there’s one inside alive and well…
And sassy enough to tell the Realist and the Cynic to shut-up from time to time…and just – hope – in the moment.