by the sea

Yesterday was beautiful, and felt like spring. So while we were out, we stopped by the ocean. 

To stand against the vastness of the sea, to be chased back by the waves, to hear the deafening roar and crash of water on rock...it's something else. 

To feel so small and insignificant, so weak and powerless.

But to know that you are loved, cherished, and held close by the maker of the sea.

That is something else. 

-k