Almost every morning during our one short week vacation at Pawleys Island, South Carolina, I get up before dawn and walk down to the beach. Sometimes I sit on the pilings. Sometimes I stroll and look for seashells, shark teeth and whatever else has washed ashore. Sometimes I just stare at the heavens while colors change and the ocean rolls in.
But this morning, I caught a glimpse of a mother and her daughter, both seemingly happy to be a part of the great outdoors. They, too walked barefoot in the sand, pointing up at clouds, waiting to see the sun. A mother-daughter pair welcoming the day together.
A few minutes later as I sat down to look at the photos I had taken, it occurred to me that the mother might like a copy of this photo to remind her of this moment at Pawleys waiting for sunrise.
But when I looked up from my camera, they were gone. Perhaps beyond the dunes and back in their house. I don’t know. But I’ve never forgotten that missed opportunity to share something special with a person I didn’t even know and may never encounter again.
I felt sad, but I kept walking down the beach looking for whatever might turn up. And there it was: a pair of turtle tracks, the coming and going of a mother turtle laying eggs in the night and then returning to the ocean. And it occurred to me that in some small way, the two pairs could almost be related.
Mothers and children. Before dawn. On the beautiful beach at Pawleys Island.
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