miracle suit bathing suit I took a break today and went to the beach with Papa. It has been over three years since I have been in the ocean - but today, I had the courage to wear a bathing suit and go swimming. Not a cloud in the sky (as you can see), the beach was practically deserted, the temperature was a lovely 85°, and the water was as refreshing as you could imagine. I felt at home amidst the waves; until today, I had completely forgotten of my Piscean nature. It was a magnificent experience and I know I will return to the Island soon. This photo actually has a rather funny / touching backstory. I was taking a few self portraits with my tripod ( I will post more later ) and I yell to dad to come take some with me. As he was walking my way, I noticed he had Flossy\'s leash tied around this ankle so that she would not escape. I started to laugh, and then realized the self timer was still on! Before I could react and go for a more forced pose - click! The camera takes a picture of me giggling at how silly my dad looks. I go to preview mode on my camera, expecting the worst, and I see this photo. I place my hand over my mouth and gasp - I was overjoyed with how I looked: happy, sincere, yet mature. My eyes began to fill with tears. The entire car ride home I looked through the photos and videos that were taken of me. There was a glow around me in every single one, and I cannot
