My Beach Town In Brooklyn

My Beach Town In Brooklyn

Got a little sand in my toes and beach in my soul.
The feeling of the warm sand running through my fingers, the cold water splashing my toes, the nice little breeze every now and then that brings the sweet, salty smell of the water to my nose. Ahh, now this is the life.

I know it sounds strange, right? A beach in Brooklyn, but it's real, I swear. I’ve been living in this tight knit community for ten years now and I wouldn’t want it any other way. Now I am sitting in my dorm room with two hours and twelve days sitting between me and my summer vacation and I can’t wait to be enjoying my beach days. I’ve always loved the beach since I was little and during those times, I would only see the beach while on vacation in Florida. So, you can imagine my excitement as an 11-year-old being told you would be moving across from a beach. However, this beach is different. This beach isn't as big compared to other beaches and.... well, if you want to be technical, it's actually a canal. But hey, it has salt water and sand so it’s a beach to me!

Reminiscing about my time on this little slice of paradise and all the memories I’ve made, such as meeting my best friends, playing dibble-dabble, red rover and British bull dogs, endless amounts of cuts on my feet from digging for clams, acquiring my first jellyfish sting, playing basketball, and so much more. When I was younger, the days spent on the beach seemed to last forever and the nights even longer; I loved that. Especially during the weekends, when everyone would stay late and being there turned into party. But, now that I’ve gotten older, the days seem to fly by and it’s kind of disappointing. I feel myself losing the perfect endless summers at this beach. Being an “adult” and working different hours cuts in on my beach time. I know it’s a matter of growing up, but it’s still upsetting. I don’t want to leave the beach behind. I come to this beach to think, relax and have fun. Where will I be without it?

I spent most of my life in this beach town and with living here I’ve learned so much. This beach has made me the person I am today, has shown me what family is, and with time passing by quickly, it makes me think of what the future holds for both the beach and myself. I think of the future often and it’s never really scared me as much as it does now. My college career will be coming to an end soon and making a life of my own, and getting a real job scares me to death. At times, I wish I could go back and relive these endless days, but we all come to a point in our lives when we have to grow up and move on, even if we don’t want to.

I always question if I will come back to it when I’m grown and have my own family. I wonder if it will be the same even in a few years. Will the same people be there or will it be a bunch of new faces that I have never known? I want it be the same beach that I have come to love and that has become another home for me. I know that I will always hold this beach close to my heart and I know that it will change, but it will always be the beach that was just across the street where I could go to do whatever I wanted, where my friends became family, and this beach became a part of me.

As for right now, I’m going to try and think of the future less and enjoy the time I get to spend there now.

Cover Image Credit: Shannon Ryan

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When You Give A Girl A Dad

You give her everything

They say that any male can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad. That dads are just the people that created the child, so to speak, but rather, dads raise their children to be the best they can be. Further, when you give a little girl a dad, you give her much more than a father; you give her the world in one man.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a rock.

Life is tough, and life is constantly changing directions and route. In a world that's never not moving, a girl needs something stable. She needs something that won't let her be alone; someone that's going to be there when life is going great, and someone who is going to be there for her when life is everything but ideal. Dads don't give up on this daughters, they never will.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a role model.

If we never had someone to look up to, we would never have someone to strive to be. When you give a little girl someone to look up to, you give her someone to be. We copy their mannerisms, we copy their habits, and we copy their work ethic. Little girls need someone to show them the world, so that they can create their own.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her the first boy she will ever love.

And I'm not really sure someone will ever be better than him either. He's the first guy to take your heart, and every person you love after him is just a comparison to his endless, unmatchable love. He shows you your worth, and he shows you what your should be treated like: a princess.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her someone to make proud.

After every softball game, soccer tournament, cheerleading competition, etc., you can find every little girl looking up to their dads for their approval. Later in life, they look to their dad with their grades, internships, and little accomplishments. Dads are the reason we try so hard to be the best we can be. Dads raised us to be the very best at whatever we chose to do, and they were there to support you through everything. They are the hardest critics, but they are always your biggest fans.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a credit card.

It's completely true. Dads are the reason we have the things we have, thank the Lord. He's the best to shop with too, since he usually remains outside the store the entire time till he is summoned in to forge the bill. All seriousness, they always give their little girls more than they give themselves, and that's something we love so much about you.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a shoulder to cry on.

When you fell down and cut yourself, your mom looked at you and told you to suck it up. But your dad, on the other hand, got down on the ground with you, and he let you cry. Then later on, when you made a mistake, or broke up with a boy, or just got sad, he was there to dry your tears and tell you everything was going to be okay, especially when you thought the world was crashing down. He will always be there to tell you everything is going to be okay, even when they don't know if everything is going to be okay. That's his job.

When you give a girl a dad, you give her a lifelong best friend.

My dad was my first best friend, and he will be my last. He's stood by me when times got tough, he carried me when I just couldn't do it anymore, and he yelled at me when I deserved it; but the one thing he has never done was give up on me. He will always be the first person I tell good news to, and the last person I ever want to disappoint. He's everything I could ever want in a best friend and more.

Dads are something out of a fairytale. They are your prince charming, your knight in shinny amour, and your fairy godfather. Dads are the reasons we are the people we are today; something that a million "thank you"' will never be enough for.

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College Can Be Difficult, But Trust Yourself, Girl

Life can throw you curveballs sometimes, and times can get tough, but it is SO important to pick yourself up and trust that you can do anything.


I'll be honest, this school year was one of the hardest years of my life. There were lots of moments throughout the year that I just wanted to go home and get away from it all. I had to be reminded that I have been raised to try as hard as you possibly can, and I was doing that. It took some determination and time, but I didn't give up.

No matter how bad I felt, I stayed and persevered.

Now that I am home for the summer, I have been reminiscing on the past two semesters of school. At the beginning of the school year, I had a much different idea of how it would go. It was going to be "my year," but somehow while the year was going on, I felt that I had been completely wrong. It's easy to come to quick conclusions when life doesn't exactly go your way. Conclusions like "this year has been the worst year ever" and "I can never get a break" were often popping up in my head. My grades weren't where I wanted them, and I was surprised by a lot of occurrences that I never expected to happen (imagine a wild ride). I found out who my true friends are and who I could rely on, and luckily, my circle only grew. Being extremely extroverted, it was hard for me to get out and just do something. Being in this "rut" took a toll on me. I had to make those hard decisions about doing what was best for me in the long run instead of doing something just for the moment. Trust me when I say, this was NOT easy at all.

Through all the tears and change all around me, I decided to proceed to the finish line because I am NOT a quitter.

I decided that it was time for me to allow myself to fully, undeniably be me. I wanted to start doing the little things I enjoy again like working out, taking pictures, and simply just going out to do anything. I started forcing myself to take any opportunity that came my way, and it helped. One of the things that brought me so much joy was kickboxing – talk about therapeutic, people! Kickboxing at least three times a week helped my mood shift so much, and it was a start to seeing me again. I am so blessed with friends who would come over at, literally, any time of the day. Spending time with them helped me more than they could ever know. We did anything from just hanging out in my living room to splurging on a fun dinner. Through everything that I was doing daily, I was learning how to rely on myself. Looking back now, I have never really had to know what it felt like to rely mainly on myself. I did get so much help from my family and friends, but what good could their help do if I didn't want to help myself first?

Even though I felt like this was one of the worst years of my life, it taught me so much more than I ever expected. Looking back now, I grew so, so much. I learned how to smile when times get tough. I learned that it really is okay to not be okay sometimes, and it will be okay eventually. I learned that it's okay to ask for help because we weren't made to do life alone. Most importantly, I learned how to trust myself. My hope for anyone reading this, you will learn from my experience that the worst seasons get better. I am in such a good place right now because I never gave up, and I will continue to never give up. In a short amount of time, I am seeing how far I have come and how much I grew.

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