I have finally seen the Oregon Coast. And, yes, it was everything I had imagined. I only wish I could have spent more time walking, toes in sand and wind in hair, along the water's edge. My family and I spent the weekend at a family camp only a half mile walk from the beach, but Little Q and I were the only ones who made the trek. The others were content to watch canoe races and build lakeside sand castles.
Little Q and I did not lament having to walk alone, and she did a fine job at filling the silence with her happy chatter.
We discovered many treasures on our walk together, but above all we marveled at the landscape. It was wild yet serene, just as the north Pacific coast should be.
For some reason I had been carrying a bulky load of anxieties, and my hour spent in that miraculous space where land and water meet washed (most) of it away.