Sooo love watching the ocean. The waves crashing on the beach it's dragging the sand back out with it. The waves curl again and crash. Carry more sand. Bewilders me how there's any sand left at all. For the ocean is always nibbling at my beach.
Life is like an ocean of sand. It will always slip through your fingers and always slip away from you. There will, however, be a small part that stays in the palm of your hand. Be thankful for that. Can't wait to be on the beach