“George, don’t you dare!” Maggie shrieked as the cold, salty ocean water splashed against her face.
They hadn’t been to this beach in decades, and the return trip was long overdue.
“You could’ve at least waited until we checked in. Honestly George, splashing around like a child. Look at my hair – and my new hat!”
George roared hysterically at the sight of Maggie standing there suitcase in hand, with her soggy beach hat drooping over her eyes.
“I’m sorry dear. Forgive me?”
“Well, I suppose I don’t really have a choice.” She couldn’t contain her smile.
George took his wife of 40 years by the hand. They strolled leisurely down the shore toward the beachside inn.
“Just a moment, George-” Maggie felt compelled to take in the magnificence of her surroundings, allowing each of her senses its respective delight. Turquoise water lapped against the sugar white sand between her toes. Billowing sails of proud little vessels played against the backdrop of a cloudless, azure sky. Salty ocean air permeated her nostrils as she took a deep, cleansing breath. “It hasn’t changed a bit - still as beautiful as ever.”
“I’m glad we decided to walk to dinner. We would have missed a brilliant sky tonight. George, isn’t that the most beautiful moon? And the stars – they put diamonds to shame.”
George pulled Maggie close. He couldn’t help but laugh as she seemed to be taking mental pictures of everything they had encountered that day.
Later that evening, the couple sat on the balcony of their room watching the waves crash onto the shore.
“I don’t know how to thank you for dropping everything and bringing me here, George. You know, the doctor said things would become blurry and gradually grow darker. If I had waited much longer, I don’t know if I would have been able to enjoy these beautiful sights.”
“Well, if you hadn’t agreed to come, I would have drug you here kicking and screaming!”
“Believe me, I know. You almost had to drag me here. I apologize for my behavior after my diagnosis. I was just going to sit in my rocking chair and go blind. You made me realize that I have had the blessing of sight for 65 years. I praise God for that and I’m going to make the most of the time I have left.”
“Maggie, I’m so proud of you. Now let’s get some sleep. We’ve got a big day tomorrow!”
As they settled in for the night, George was just about to turn out the light when he stopped and looked at his sleeping wife. I’ll leave the light on for you, Maggie - just a little while longer.
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