Things I want to remember about this year’s trip to Hilton Head:
That first night, walking over the bridge and sinking into the sand. Hearing, seeing, and smelling the ocean. I can’t imagine ever going to the ocean enough to not be struck by that moment.
Charlotte was afraid of the waves this year. She loved them last year.
Ice cream cones. Splash pad. Pizza. Board games.
Walking through the Sea Pines Forest Preserve and seeing a very large alligator a little too close to the walking path.
Charlotte falling off the bed one morning prompting us to all get dressed to catch the sunrise.
Friends. Sharing histories.
Last year’s trip to Hilton Head was my very first post on this blog (you can find it here).