Yesterday it was a full moon, which was always a special event that Bronwyn and I shared together. I was especially missing her, and was about to hunker into my sorrow when my husband suggested that we take a drive to the Ocean. There was a razor clam opening, and, he said, even if we don't get clams, we can enjoy the wind and the surf! "Okay," I sluggishly agreed.
I'm so glad we went. It was very stormy, but we didn't get rained on while we were on the beach. The cold wind, the clam diggers, and the surf did me good. I still missed my girl, of course, but I breathed my sorrow in and out instead of holding it so tightly. I slept all night, and today has dawned sunny.