Sunrise, Sunset

Dear John,

 

Sunrise . . .

We've had a lovely day. I did wake up at first light and headed straight for the beach. I woke up at 5:45 this morning and was on the beach before 6. I walked three miles east, toward the sunrise. Then I cut back up to the road and walked back. By the time I got back here, everybody was up and ready for breakfast. Tonight we sat on the balcony and watched the sun go down. The beach here runs east-west, so we can see the full cycle of the sun.

 

. . . Sunset

The high today was 73 - I was in capris, a summer top, and sandals. Tonight's low will be 58, so I'll sleep with my balcony doors wide open again. There aren't any blankets on the beds, but every bed has a think, down-filled duvet. It was lovely last night to snuggle down under the covers and feel the cool breeze come in through the door. You'd love it.

 

The only thing missing is you, but you're never really absent, especially when I'm with your family. My family now, after all these years. Thank you for sharing your family with me.

 

Wish you were here,

Joan.