I grew up at Mexico Beach, not literally, but just about. Every weekend of the summer for as long as I can remember my family went to the beach. For years we stayed at either my Grandmothers house in Port St Joe or my Uncles at Mexico Beach. My sister and I would spend the entire month of July at the beach. Then about 9 years ago my parents bought their own little place. Now every Spring Break, summer vacation or New Years Eve my children are growing up on the beach.
I don't think I every really appreciated it until this past weekend. It was always there, always had been, always will be, right? Maybe not. I heard the President say today that the beaches can be fixed within a couple years, but what are the beaches without their wildlife? I want to sit and watch diving birds and feel fish nibble at my toes in the water. The majority of my summer time at the beach was spent in a boat; scalloping, fishing, just riding. What about the seafood industry, their is little better in this world than eating fish the day you caught it. So I pray. I pray the oil stops. I pray the fish swim. I pray the birds fly. I pray the crabs run and hide.
I pray for my beach to live on.
3 comments:
like! It is heart breaking to see the booms in place and knowing what is in store for our beautiful coast line :-<
I know! BREAKS MY HEART! I am from the Mississippi Gulf Coast, and everything I love and remember will be gone or changed forever! I cry all the time about it. JUST SO SAD!!!
Christie! It was so good to get that note from you! I've been keeping up with your blog, too! You have been my birthday cake inspiration... :) Miss you! Take care of that cutie pie family. XO Sandy
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