Now, during this summer of craziness and stuck inside, we pack and a child heals and we save and we plan, and I return to those pictures and those memories. I reopen the gifts of Cape Hatteras.
Relax. Just sit. Soak up the good feelings when they come. Just sit and be empty and be full, both at the same time.
Say "Why not?" way more often than you say, "Why?"
Squirrels can crawl under the edges of mosquito tents and eat your bread. They like butter cake but not caramel frosting. Just thought you should know.
Making really fabulous memories doesn't have to cost a bunch of money. We tent camped on Hatteras Island, which is almost 30 miles out into the Atlantic and only a few feet above sea level. We were sort of perched out in the ocean in a tent and the wonder of being in it all was thrown in for free!
Don't be surprised when the rain comes. You don't have to be afraid, just get in a tent if you can and plug the leaks with whatever you have. Find a bright side in the situation, like eating the s'mores supplies even though it isn't perfect.
Don't let it ruin your trip if a crab bites your heel. However, if he is edible, eat him. That's what he gets for not being properly subdued by mankind.
There are times when your hair (or whatever) just doesn't matter at all. Let it go.
Respect the sun.
Take the best part. Give up on having everything and just take the best part.
People are nicer than you think and people really do need people. Real people, in person, to eat ice cream with and tell stories with and ride boats with and it doesn't hurt at all to be friendly.
You never know which little wave is going to move something really big. Most of the really big stuff starts with one little action. Islands shift one little wave at a time.
Be grateful when you get to see one of THOSE moments. My son, Nathan, was afraid of the water. He was sitting on a boogie board on the wet sand and a big wave came. Those inches of water picked him up AND HE RODE several feet. I saw it in his eyes. That wave washed away fear and replaced it with potential and we had to drag that boy away from that beach. He asked for swimming lessons last fall and I am pretty sure he has grown gills. I watched that moment.
You have to be watching to see those moments.
Thank you Cape Hatteras, we are grateful for your gifts,
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