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Beaches

As a child, my world was filled with uncertainties.  I worried a lot–about not having enough money, about where we would live next, and being the new kid at school again. I wondered what would become of us if something ever happened to my mom, and I was afraid for our safety. For most of my childhood, we lived in the projects and fear was like a tangible presence, always hovering.

The one constant was a trip to the beach. It was free, accessible and far away from the city.  I remember going to bed the night before a beach trip in my bathing suit, barely able to sleep with the anticipation of waking up early the next morning to go. Once there, I drank in the familiar smell of the sea, the warm breeze and the feel of the warm, grainy sand between my toes. The waves crashing softly onto the shore were like old friends stopping in to greet me. Here, in this beautiful, natural place I felt no fear; only happiness, freedom, and peace.  

This summer, I turned fifty; and while many approach this milestone with trepidation, I am perfectly content to live in the moment. Aging, like the inevitable arrival of the tide, will visit us all. When I look in the mirror, I do not despise my reflection. The streaks of white hair, like foam on top of waves, are evidence of wisdom gained. The wrinkles near my eyes, reminders of happy times and laughter with loved ones.  My experiences–large and small, pleasant and awful, are like seashells on the sand. Each moment, unique with its own hues and shades of color, tells the story of my life.

Since my happiest memories were made on the beach, I thought it fitting to commemorate my 50th birthday with a visit to fifty beaches. A bit of sand from each serves as a souvenir of my “shore tour.”  To date, I have visited 16 beaches on the Atlantic, Pacific, and Gulf Coasts. Every beach has a story, treasures to be uncovered and new memories to be made. Here’s to the journey.

7 Responses

  • Melba colon
    Aug 3, 2017

    I love this sis! I used to sleep with my bathing suit too lol. This made me remember another good memory. It’s often so easy to remember the bad ones. May God continue to use His Gift in you to be a letter of hope, joy, love, peace and strength to others. God bless you. Love You!

    Melba colon Aug 3, 2017
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  • Magali
    Aug 3, 2017

    This is awesome and it reflects a lot of feelings within me. I love your writings and how you come up with things I feel within. Feelings that I have trouble verbalizing or even remembering I feel due to the business of life. Those are things buried deep inside of me. Thank you, Luz, for making this available to me. Love much

    Magali Aug 3, 2017
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  • Beautiful photos and wonderful idea. You’ll have so much to write about at the end! Maybe a book even…?

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  • Awilda
    Aug 3, 2017

    Great insight on how to embrace the fifties. Looking forward to hearing about the journeys through the sand. I believe it is going to be amazing and God will reveal great things. A book sounds about right , Sis.

    Awilda Aug 3, 2017
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  • Aug 3, 2017

    Omgoshhhh Lucyyy I was just thinking when I see you I’m going to bother you about writing bc I miss getting these in my inbox soooo much! This was beautiful brought tears to my eyes. You are such a precious woman of God. Xoxox thank u again for writing.

    Emily Rodriguez Aug 3, 2017
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  • Amanda
    Aug 11, 2017

    Your words are always so touching and this one didn’t disappoint. It’s such an incredible feeling being able to read your words and visualize what made each of you who you are and how that is reflective in your lives today. Love you and miss you!

    Amanda Aug 11, 2017
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  • Sonia Torres
    Aug 11, 2017

    You always have the right words to express yourself and shed light to others. I am so proud to call you my sister and so proud of your accomplishments. Reading your words brought me back to our youth, as I remember it as well. They were scary times and although we didn’t have much we had each other and a mother who gave us what she could and who made the most of what she had. I believe those times made us who we are today and I am forever grateful…..?

    Sonia Torres Aug 11, 2017
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