One evening, while on vacation this Summer, my youngest son and I went for a walk on the beach.

Just the two of us.

We walked along the beach as the sun was setting, and on occasion, he would run a few feet in front of me or beside me. It was the perfect dusk lighting when bodies are outlined by the sunset. I watched his little silhouette run, dance, jump and return to my side. There was a stillness that hushed over the water, the air and even the colors in the sky. People almost appeared to be in slow motion, even as they were taking advantage of the evening air – taking part in a jog or a game of volleyball. Everyone was still visible – Just barely. The sounds of couples, children playing and nature were surrounding us, yet – A pure sense of serenity began to introduce itself to us.

We walked. We stopped. We even retraced our steps in certain moments. We were simply present. With no plan. With nowhere in particular to go. With no reservations. No one was waiting for us. We had no phones, no technology, no toys, no shovels, no books, no schedules, no money, and no worries.

We had each other – And that was more than enough.

Everything that surrounded us was so beautiful and peaceful. Simplicity and nature intertwined into one of their finest moments.

The sunset, the waves, the seashells, the ocean breeze – All embracing us as we walked along the shoreline.

It was so fulfilling to watch my son as he enjoyed everything that surrounded us, with intense enthusiasm and with complete gratitude. We talked, laughed, hunted seashells and absorbed every moment of our walk together. He even held my hand on the way back to the condo.

At one point, we were so far from home. We looked back on how far we had gone and realized that we must have gotten carried away in the calm of the ocean – in our evening escape.

I wish we could’ve stayed in that moment forever. A moment to “bottle-up” and never let go of. The true moments I live for & that make my heart most genuinely fulfilled.

I’m so grateful to have had that much needed time with my boy. To have made that new memory with him.

It was one of life’s gentle reminders to be present – To stop. To Absorb. And to not take these simple experiences for granted.

A loving reminder of what truly matters – In a moment that I needed to recognize it the most.