I wanted to tell you about my magical night because I never want to forget it. I was down by the bay in Fairhope, Alabama; right down from the Pier. The second day in January of 2012 and the stars were twinkling in the night sky, the wind was blowing so passionately. I walked up to the wharf and heard the water running onto the shore and the gushing sound it made when it rescinded. I sat down and was consumed by everything that was happening around me; the wind was blowing vigorously on my face and I was wrapped tightly in my blanket. I was in awe as the water danced around and roared as I dreamed of surfing (I've never surfed). I just thought how magical. How perfect! I didn't want to leave. It's so amazing to me that the most precious things are free and we don't stop to enjoy them as the gifts they truly are.
