Waves crash along the shoreline, seagulls break the stillness, cawing and diving into the sea. It’s dawn.

A hoodie wraps itself over her head, she peers out from behind her dark sunglasses as she ambles along the beach, feet being enveloped in cold sea water. Time passes along with thoughts of good things. She smiles at the thought of the people she has in her life and how special they have become to her and how much she wishes they were with her right now.

Silence, no traffic, no people just her and the beach and the sun beginning to rise. She’s still sleepy but the opportunity for a morning walk and musing is too appealing. She walks a bit more and settles herself on the soft sand lying in the morning sun. She remembers back when morning beach walks were common, her little black shadow running up the beach and chasing seagulls, her happy teeth grin and the ragged panting from her early morning mad runs. The good memories, her little familiar sharing those quiet moments.

She smiles. This is home to her, beside the sea, a remote place, quiet. She sighs as she looks at the time. It’s a long day ahead full of tears, laughter and love.

The sea and the hills beckon, her body willing her to stay. Her mind steels itself for the day ahead, if only she muses, if only I could stay…