This was a gimme. Finish the Sentence Friday asked about just the easiest question in the world (for me), If you could live anywhere, where would it be?
It would be where my son looked like this.
I look relaxed, like this.
My husband looked like this.
The kids have never been happier, the ocean has never been bluer.
The view off your porch looks like this.
Down the drive looks like this.
They have one of these.
I won’t let myself forget.
We’ve been visiting since I was 12.
I hope some day our (my and my sister’s) kids can say they “grew up” there.
The people are good people there. And so are the dogs.
The ocean is awesome.
We have a plan.
Everyday as I write my thoughts; I am reminded of where I hope we’ll be someday.
We’re leaving again in 54 days: 11 hours: 50 minutes: and 14…13…12 seconds.
Our yearly pilgrimage to the place in which we dream of making a home. It keeps part of our hearts every-time we leave. Hilton Head Island, South Carolina.
This is our family anthem:
And if you are a diehard James Taylor fan I’d check this one out:
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