My take on that:
It may sound silly but….For me it’s at Cape Cod National Seashore at the air up - air down station for the oversand area with my hubby while we either deflated the truck tires before driving out on the dunes or at the end of the day inflating the tires together. Barefoot in the sandy lot, warm sun on our backs, the beach and the ocean just over the dunes…performing a simple ritual. A sense of peace and contentment and dare I say love. I am now 77 and we are now 2000 miles from that spot. I am not hopeful of ever reliving that experience. Yes. Homesick and a kind of grieving.
