1 post tagged “the ocean”

This bay in Pudget Puget Sound (Silly me! Thanks for the spelling corretion, Gunderson Bee!) , of Washington State, in the Pacific Northwest of the United States, is where I hail from. When I greet my bright-eyed grandmother at her door, this is the view I see as I step inside her home, which looks out to a moving, changing, watery heaven. Down the grassy bank is a splendid beach where, as a child, I held my grandma's hand and collected sea shells.

Each time I visit, the sea greets me, as beautiful as ever, but no amount of emotion or blue deep water fills me with as much nostalgia and affection as my grandmother does, standing in the door, with the light of the open air and blue water spilling out behind her. We  always hug first, before anything else occurs, and look into each other's eyes. I always marvel at how blue her eyes are, how they are so warm with love, life and the sea. It's as if life here has colored them the vibrant blue they are, and I often like to think when I leave, that I borrow the color in my own eyes, too.

My most happy memories are here. When I am sad, my mind drifts in spirit until I can envision this home away from home in my mind's eye. And when I can, during times of hardship, I come back here and I stare out large panoramic windows and watch the way the sea moves, soaking up the blue, committing the color to my eyes and min, watch the seabirds skim the surface and the salmon jump, and the passing ships.

To me, there is no greater comfort as this place, save the arms of my husband and the smile of my son. It is here, or somewhere near, or like it (as long as I'm near the ocean), where I hope to one day permanently lodge myself and live out my days in perfect peace.