The most memorable sunrise of my life

This entry consists of pictures taken on the two mornings when we watched the sun come up on Cozumel.  Brooke took us to some sort of park where we were the only ones there: it was perfect.  There was an open-air bar, closed of course, but with lots of chairs for us to sit in and ponder.  Brooke said there's no electricity there, so they use a generator at the bar for their electrical needs.  

I have seen many lovely sunrises in my life, but there was something about it being "just us" together, dwarfed by the vastness of the ocean, that was truly unforgettable.  

My daughter, Rachel, was celebrating five years cancer free.

There was a swing, one that I could actually use without pain!  These days when everything has to be so safe, swing seats are usually a piece of rubber or plastic, so if the seat hits somebody in the head it won't hurt them.  Maybe those work for children, or anyone with a smaller rear end than mine, but my butt needs a solid board to sit on when I swing; this one had it!  What a wonderful feeling of freedom, swinging at the ocean's edge.  Words don't describe it.  

This was my special "alone time" section of the beach.  The first morning there, I sat on one of those rocks, sang a couple verses of "How Great Thou Art", and thought big, deep thoughts.  When I joined the others, Rachel asked, "Were you meditating?"  "Nope," I said.  "I would have had to close my eyes, and I didn't want to do that."

Can you see me?

When I looked at my footprints in the sand, then saw the waves roll in and wipe them out, I realized that's how life is.  You're here and then you're gone... without a trace.  Rachel found that concept depressing, but it's what she gets for letting a senior citizen tag along on her vacation; we tend to have those solemn, end-of-life thoughts.

For the rest of my life, this is the portion of our visit I will treasure most when I remember Cozumel.  The truly defining moments for me.  I'm so grateful to these three people for making it happen.