Someday...

This is One Foot Island, Aitutaki, in the Cook Islands. 

I want to go here.  I want to lie on the beach and read and feel the hot sand between my toes and listen to the waves lap at the shore.  I want to walk on the sand, right where it can't make up it's mind whether to be hard or soft, because of the incoming waves.  I want to stand in one place and feel my feet sink slowly deeper and deeper as the out going water gently carries away the sand beneath my soles.

I need this.  Really, it is a need.  Not a want.  I need this time to be rejuvinated.  I need the healing warmth, the sounds that soothe and the calm that comes through staring out at clear blue water as it touches a deep blue sky.  The ocean is healing to me.  Sand is my physician. 

For over ten years I haven't been whole, and now, I am moving out of that time and space.  But I am not yet healed.  I may never be healed, but I can improve.  If I could do any one thing for myself, it would be to take a tropical vacation, and just breathe. 

Just be. 

Maybe someday...