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I cannot stop crying this morning. It comes in waves but continues, over and over. The tears are readily accessible, close to the surface and abundant. It feels incredibly comforting to let them release. The tears come. My belly relaxes. My heart melts just a little more.
The end of August can feel like the end of summer. The kids go back to school and the air develops a morning chill. Yet, September is a great time to head to the beach in Maine. The water is the warmest it’s been all year after having a whole summer to warm up. Swells start to pick up and the waves tend to be a little bigger and more fun to surf in. Plus, the beach is less crowded than in the previous summer months, giving … Continue Reading
It’s never too early, or too late, to try balancing on your hands.