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I named this blog “All the Little Things” because I really do believe that it’s the small things in life that make it worth living. There is one big thing in life that I just can’t live without however. The ocean. I’ve never really lived any farther than 2 hours away from the coast. It blows my mind that some people will live their entire lives without ever bearing witness to the majesty and magic that lies at these edges of our world. I’m so thankful that I am not one of them. My mother has this saying that “everyone has to find their church”, meaning that everyone has that place or activity in their life where they can find peace and move past the tough parts of life. Never has a place filled that requirement so completely in life than the ocean does. The coast is where I come to cry, to heal my heart, or to remind myself of what true joy is. I ran here after my first big heartbreak, return every spring break to reconnect with family, and fell in love with running in the sand. Whether it’s standing waist deep and marveling at the water’s power or skipping down the beach looking for rocks to add to Little Brother’s collection, I always find the ocean to be the ultimate metaphor for life itself. Sometimes it’s dangerous, it’s always unpredictable, and it’s always beautiful if you’re willing to appreciate it for what it is. You have to learn when to swim and fight, when to go with the flow, and when it’s just not your day to get in the water. There’s so much unknown hidden in the depths, and the ocean is so massive I always find myself humbled in this place. The persistence and beauty of the waves inspire me, and running here always reminds me of the sheer power my will can elicit from my legs and reminds me to be thankful for my health everyday, because not everyone gets to feel the cool sand beneath their feet as they race the waves. If humility, inspiration, thankfulness and love weren’t enough; the peace that comes to my heart in this place alone would be enough to make it church. So while everyone else is tweeting about bikinis and beer in Cabo, I’d just like to say: Here’s to another Spring Break spent in my favorite place in the world.
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I named this blog “All the Little Things” because I really do believe that it’s the small things in life that make it worth living. There is one big thing in life that I just can’t live without however. The ocean. I’ve never really lived any farther than 2 hours away from the coast. It blows my mind that some people will live their entire lives without ever bearing witness to the majesty and magic that lies at these edges of our world. I’m so thankful that I am not one of them. My mother has this saying that “everyone has to find their church”, meaning that everyone has that place or activity in their life where they can find peace and move past the tough parts of life. Never has a place filled that requirement so completely in life than the ocean does. The coast is where I come to cry, to heal my heart, or to remind myself of what true joy is. I ran here after my first big heartbreak, return every spring break to reconnect with family, and fell in love with running in the sand. Whether it’s standing waist deep and marveling at the water’s power or skipping down the beach looking for rocks to add to Little Brother’s collection, I always find the ocean to be the ultimate metaphor for life itself. Sometimes it’s dangerous, it’s always unpredictable, and it’s always beautiful if you’re willing to appreciate it for what it is. You have to learn when to swim and fight, when to go with the flow, and when it’s just not your day to get in the water. There’s so much unknown hidden in the depths, and the ocean is so massive I always find myself humbled in this place. The persistence and beauty of the waves inspire me, and running here always reminds me of the sheer power my will can elicit from my legs and reminds me to be thankful for my health everyday, because not everyone gets to feel the cool sand beneath their feet as they race the waves. If humility, inspiration, thankfulness and love weren’t enough; the peace that comes to my heart in this place alone would be enough to make it church. So while everyone else is tweeting about bikinis and beer in Cabo, I’d just like to say: Here’s to another Spring Break spent in my favorite place in the world.
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I named this blog “All the Little Things” because I really do believe that it’s the small things in life that make it worth living. There is one big thing in life that I just can’t live without however. The ocean. I’ve never really lived any farther than 2 hours away from the coast. It blows my mind that some people will live their entire lives without ever bearing witness to the majesty and magic that lies at these edges of our world. I’m so thankful that I am not one of them. My mother has this saying that “everyone has to find their church”, meaning that everyone has that place or activity in their life where they can find peace and move past the tough parts of life. Never has a place filled that requirement so completely in life than the ocean does. The coast is where I come to cry, to heal my heart, or to remind myself of what true joy is. I ran here after my first big heartbreak, return every spring break to reconnect with family, and fell in love with running in the sand. Whether it’s standing waist deep and marveling at the water’s power or skipping down the beach looking for rocks to add to Little Brother’s collection, I always find the ocean to be the ultimate metaphor for life itself. Sometimes it’s dangerous, it’s always unpredictable, and it’s always beautiful if you’re willing to appreciate it for what it is. You have to learn when to swim and fight, when to go with the flow, and when it’s just not your day to get in the water. There’s so much unknown hidden in the depths, and the ocean is so massive I always find myself humbled in this place. The persistence and beauty of the waves inspire me, and running here always reminds me of the sheer power my will can elicit from my legs and reminds me to be thankful for my health everyday, because not everyone gets to feel the cool sand beneath their feet as they race the waves. If humility, inspiration, thankfulness and love weren’t enough; the peace that comes to my heart in this place alone would be enough to make it church. So while everyone else is tweeting about bikinis and beer in Cabo, I’d just like to say: Here’s to another Spring Break spent in my favorite place in the world.
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I named this blog “All the Little Things” because I really do believe that it’s the small things in life that make it worth living. There is one big thing in life that I just can’t live without however. The ocean. I’ve never really lived any farther than 2 hours away from the coast. It blows my mind that some people will live their entire lives without ever bearing witness to the majesty and magic that lies at these edges of our world. I’m so thankful that I am not one of them.

My mother has this saying that “everyone has to find their church”, meaning that everyone has that place or activity in their life where they can find peace and move past the tough parts of life. Never has a place filled that requirement so completely in life than the ocean does. The coast is where I come to cry, to heal my heart, or to remind myself of what true joy is. I ran here after my first big heartbreak, return every spring break to reconnect with family, and fell in love with running in the sand. Whether it’s standing waist deep and marveling at the water’s power or skipping down the beach looking for rocks to add to Little Brother’s collection, I always find the ocean to be the ultimate metaphor for life itself. Sometimes it’s dangerous, it’s always unpredictable, and it’s always beautiful if you’re willing to appreciate it for what it is. You have to learn when to swim and fight, when to go with the flow, and when it’s just not your day to get in the water.

There’s so much unknown hidden in the depths, and the ocean is so massive I always find myself humbled in this place. The persistence and beauty of the waves inspire me, and running here always reminds me of the sheer power my will can elicit from my legs and reminds me to be thankful for my health everyday, because not everyone gets to feel the cool sand beneath their feet as they race the waves. If humility, inspiration, thankfulness and love weren’t enough; the peace that comes to my heart in this place alone would be enough to make it church.

So while everyone else is tweeting about bikinis and beer in Cabo, I’d just like to say: Here’s to another Spring Break spent in my favorite place in the world.

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