From the time I was a little girl, the highlight of my summer was spending every weekend on the beach. Saturdays and Sundays were not truly the weekend in the summer unless my family made a trip to the beach. Being from the Ocean State, it was pretty convenient for my family and I to make frequent trips to the beach.
Something about the sound of the ocean and the smell of fresh air made me truly fall in love with the beach environment. To this day I still try to go to the beach as much as possible whenever the temperature hits above 70 degrees. For some reason I always find some sort of solace when I go to the beach.
It is a place where I can get a lot of thinking done, I can read a good book, or just take a really good nap. The beach has always felt like a second home to me. I go there alone a lot because it makes me feel happy. The way that the sun hits me when I’m there always makes me the perfect kind of tired so that I can have a lazy day and not feel compelled to do too much. I
Part of the reason for which I’m writing this is that this morning, I had time to think about this past semester of college and everything that has happened to me this year so far.
Today it was a lovely 80 degrees, something I can’t complain about seeing as it was snowing in Rhode Island just a few weeks ago. The sun’s rays were absolutely blinding and it wasn’t too windy making it the perfect beach day. Although, the water was still quite cold due to the fact that it is only the first week of May.
The ocean is something that definitely makes the beach feel even more like home. I could spend hours in the ocean. I love the way the waves feel and I love that the ocean is so full of life. I remember one time I was swimming off the coast of Block Island and I saw a stingray, which literally made my whole entire day.
My mom always told me that I should respect the ocean and when I was younger I did not really understand what this meant. Now that I’m 19, I kind of have an idea of what she was saying. The ocean is one of the greatest forces in the world, waves have so much power and if you’re not careful you can be pulled away from the shore.
The ocean’s power can be used as a metaphor for life I think. There are so many greater forces in the world that we do not have the power to control, but if we take these things into consideration we may be able to understand them better and know how to handle them.
