Gritty and clay like. Cold or sometimes hot to the touch. The feeling of it under my feet or falling through the fingers of my hands.
From out door boxes to the beaches across the world. It brings back memories of peace and calm.
For me sand’s texture was a beautiful surprise. Having children gave me the perfect excuse to play in the sand box and build sand castles. To play the day away and let my motor skills make fantastic projects.
It wasn’t until I my first beach trip that I truly understood the healing power of sand. The way it made it my toes feel as I walked along the coast. Standing there looking over this life size painting of oceanic wonder. I felt like every prayer that I’ve ever said had have been heard,because if something so special could be seen in front me. Then everything else could be possible too.
Day 12 of grateful January. What texture are you grateful for. I’m grateful for grittiness.
A lot of things come from grit. One of the most important to me is courage. The courage to stay strong. The courage to move forward. The courage to forgive. The courage to not give up.
C. L Cunningham
Happy Friday y’all
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