This Moment is Mine....

I needed a getaway. My wish was my command as I boarded the plane and flew toward the sound of ocean waves. Sand between my toes. Margaritas. Strolls through wealthy neighborhoods and seeing designs I can only dream of. Endless shopping. And empty beaches. It was I alone on the sand and only my ears listening to the sound of crashing waves. Hints of sun touching my face. Warm breeze whisping my hair into my face over and over again. Three days of solitude.. A time of peace. I had plenty time to think and find myself again. And that.... I did. Before my trip was over, I was anxious to return home. When I did arrive home and walk through my front door, I welcomed all of it... arms wide open. I can't even explain right now how I am feeling although I do know without a doubt how I'm feeling. If I started to explain with one thing, just the tip of the iceberg would be told. Then it would lead to the next and the next and the next and before you knew it, everything I feel would be written, right here and right now. But I don't want to write about it. I just want to feel it. Absorb it. I don't fear it. I'm holding it close to me. This time... I don't want to share. It's all mine....................................................................