A few weeks back, Ian and I spent a day in Ocean City, Maryland and it was a delight. It was our last Sunday (Ian's only day off) while we were still in Delaware and we decided to make the most of our near-the-beach location and hop in the car and head to the little tourist-y city for beach-goers. (Did ya get enough hyphens there?)
It was such a relaxing and pleasant day. We spent a few hours playing in the water and soaking up the sun. The beach was busy and full of people, but it provided plenty of entertainment--seeing kids get pummeled by little two foot waves, but still excitedly shouting, "DID YOU SEE THAT?!" when they resurface never gets old.
For dinner, we did as Marylanders do. We headed to On The Bay for some endless "heavy crab" eaten with a mallet and your bare hands. It's an interesting experience and one that I have never done before. I ended up ordering some sort of soft-shell crab that was deep-fried instead of the original sort of crab in its shell that you have to break apart, which was too bad because Ian's order of endless crab far surpassed my order. The taste of fresh, real crab is just something else. The only downside is that it is quite a process. Our wait for a table was pretty long just because it takes so long to break apart your dinner and eat such small amounts--we, and every other customer, ended up eating for two hours straight. Ha.
Afterwards, we headed to our car to go back home. But as we were getting in, Ian just stopped and pointed toward the beach and said, "Look!" The Supermoon was hanging just above the horizon line and it was truly a jaw-dropping sight. We just had to go back to the beach and gawk. I have been obsessed with the moon at various points in my life, so this was right up my alley. It was just dazzling.
At the end of the day, when we were driving home, I kept having these mini-revalations (if that's the right word) to myself just tapping into how happy, how blissful, I was feeling. I think in the last year or two, I've realized the power of a great day and how much of a blessing it is to just have a wonderful day even in the midst of maybe an unfortunate or not the best circumstances. It can keep you up for weeks, I think. Even though our experiences in Delaware aren't what exactly we were expecting and aren't totally ideal for us, we have been so blessed. In my head, it's just a part of the process, it's just part of the growing pains of life that help us to appreciate the better times.
Point being, a nice beach day heals in more ways than one.
Au revoir, sandy shores and cool waves. You've treated me well.