At home there was no power– so during a break in the storm I went where the power was.
Some people are drawn to deserts or mountains; I feel most grounded by an ocean. And I’m not a fair weather friend.
Actually, foul weather is pretty fabulous at Carmel Beach…..
…..or where the beach usually is…..
….with waves taller than any building in the entire town.
On the way back to my car, I ran into a woman I know who has breast cancer. There she was out in the storm walking her dogs by the beach, in the middle of chemo with a cap covering her thinning hair, her strong spirit reflected in her body language and in every word.
Even with all the natural beauty surrounding me, her big smile was the most beautiful sight I saw all day.