There is something about the sea and the early morning cool breeze that makes one feel so alive. The fresh air that smells tangy. The warm seawater is best enjoyed barefoot. The play of colors in the sky is amazing as the sun starts to rise.
I would not mind spending morning at this place where happy memories are made.
This little corner in our hometown is our happy place. We have made great bonding memories that we will always remember with fondness. It may not be as fancy as other beach areas nor has it sand as white and fine as baby powder. Here we feel at peace, free and happy. This is our favorite “escape” place.
I wish to go to this happy place where the breeze is cool and the waters, warm and inviting. I wish to see the setting sun, splendid in different hues. During sunset, who knew that orange and purple could be a perfect color combination?
My son once said to me that people should not say “I wish” because it sounds so much better if people say “I hope” Why? Not only is there an anticipation but an effort to make that hope come true, more than just wishing something to happen.