I had a few, mostly refreshing, days at the beach with my family. I loved the chatter and other noise of sisters and children, but nothing is better than walking to the shore at daybreak to watch the sun kiss the water as it rises. The waves break in and out, in and out. Some days gently, some days roughly, the never ending waves pound the sand, subtly changing the shoreline with each crash.
So it goes with everything. Moving, missing friends, worry, guilt…all just waves crashing. These things are going to change me whether I want them to or not. I can let them drown me or make me stronger.