I may not look like a beach girl, but I am.  I have salt water flowing through my veins. When life becomes a bit difficult or I become weary, I escape to the ocean.  It wasn’t acknowledging another trip around the sun that sent me running this weekend — though some will not believe me.  I needed the salt air and crashing waves to center me as I mourned the passing of a wonderful man that I had the honor of knowing for many years.  He left this Earth way too soon and left behind an amazingly strong wife and two young, beautiful children.  I let the frigidly cold ocean winds wipe away my tears.  While there is much sadness and heartache in this world, we also have so many amazing blessings.  The beach reminds me of this and comforts me once again.