by Amy Cubbison on October 31st, 2013

Last night I had some really nice, happy dreams, despite the circumstances. I kept on picturing me as a child down at or shore home in Ocean City. That was probably the happiest time of my childhood-the summers down there. Lovely beach, sand, Mom and Dad home, entertaining with friends and family….Sunday breakfast with my father shaking potatoes in a paper bag to distribute the salt evenly…….Going to the boardwalk, riding bikes, looking for guys. ha ha….Life guards, calm ocean, and finding shells……..I also remember so clearly walking from the beach freezing in my wet bathing suit…..and dreaming of the hot tub I was going to run and get in to….and the great feeling of showering after the beach…….I cherish those times……then they got a little wilder as i got older. ha ha
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