Hubby's birthday is on Sunday. He mention going to the beach - only if I want too. Truth is I LOVE the beach. There is nothing like waking up to the sunrise and the sound of waves crashing onto the shore. Standing on that spot to feel the sand taken away by the powerful ocean underneath your bare feet. Walking back and forth for hours to find the biggest and best shells. It's very peaceful and relaxing. It brings me back down to earth. It reminds me of the power and beauty of God's creations.
"Yes of course I want to go!!" I would love to squeal to him.
But I can't. There is a silly little voice somewhere in the back of my head that says mean things like, "you are too fat, ugly and old." "your husband is too short, you look weird together." "No one wants to see that." And of course it will cost money. I've been working hard lately. Do I want to spend it all on this?
It most likely will be our last change to go. We are trying desperately to move to Utah and who knows when we will be back when that happens...
What should I do ladies, beach or no beach?????