I sit here. Alone.
At a place where I used to come with you.
It's the same... but different.
Still my "happy place", but now tinged with sadness.
But that's ok. My new reality.
You would enjoy this. You always did.
After a while I won't think that way anymore.
I will just enjoy it on my own. In my own way.
I won't save shells for you, or comment on oddly shaped driftwood.
No one to tell it to. To share it with.
But that's ok.
I still like it here.
I hesitated to come though. All this way; such a long drive, just for me.
But it's what my soul craved. Needed.
The ocean. The wind. The dunes.
Soon I will bring my camera again. After I get past feeling that my photos lack interest if a loved one isn't in them.
My urge to take pictures will return.
New sights will catch my eye. New subject matter.
And that's ok.
A new normal.
