It has been a long winter. The lack of sunlight on my face has taken it's toll and I feel deeply tired. This last week I strongly felt incapable of coping, overwhelmed and sad. I know there is no reason whatsoever to feel this way so I am blaming it on that winter thing, a seasonal disorder.
Yesterday it was gorgeous outside. The sun was shining, it was warm and before we had even left the church parking lot, Jenna was barefoot and dancing. So we went home and changed and headed for Menahuant.
The sunshine sparkled on the water, the beach, with it's endless treasure and diversions spread out before us. The dog, beyond thrilled to be back, chased the waves, the gulls and swam. The girls played on the rocks and beach combed. I soaked up the sun, drank in the warmth and the light with my body and soul. And I thoroughly indulged my greatest love, photographing my family at the beach.
It was one of those times when you just got blessed with "a perfect moment". A snapshot in time where everything is just as it should be and all is well with my soul. And I praised my God.
As it does so fast on the Cape, the wind suddenly shifted and the temperature dropped accordingly and it was time to go home. And today it is cold, dark and raining, dreary and dull. But yesterday will get me through and I will rejoice in this day too.