Day 147

I am over the rainbow (look closely and you’ll see it).

On the beach.

And walking along the edge of where the ocean meets the land, just like I’m walking on a wire in circus. (Bonus points if you can name the song where those lyrics are found.)

I’m on Singer Island with four generations of Albanese women: my daughter, myself, my mother-in-law Rosemarie, and Nana.  I’ve been coming to this beautiful paradise for twenty-five years. I fell in love with my husband here, introduced my babies to sand and sun here, and it is here that I first realized I am at my optimum mental health when I am able to be outside, exercising, three hours a day.

It rained buckets today at the end of our walk. Lightening was striking the ocean, and sharks were circling close to shore. But the weather report for tomorrow is sunshine. And I’m planning a day of tennis, swimming, writing, and walking on the beach. Just think — it’s all part of my job.