We had the opportunity to spend a little over a week in Myrtle Beach, SC (they tell me it’s the golf capital of the world, but since I don’t golf, that part is kinda wasted on me), so here we are, basking in the warm sun, cool ocean breezes, and relaxation that comes of being anywhere that isn’t one’s office.

My daughter, bless her soul, taught me the definition of “unbridled joy” the other night; when we drove down, I told her that no matter how late we arrived, once the car was unpacked she would be able to stick her piggies into the Atlantic. So at almost nine o’clock at night, with an almost-full moon overhead, she ran into the surf and foam, over and over again, squealing in absolute delight with the largest and most contented smile I’ve ever seen. It’s amazing how something so mundane can suddenly become the most fascinating thing in the world when seen through the eyes of a seven-year-old…the ocean became…truly magical.

Of course, I’m still fighting this annoying illness, so I’m not able to enjoy things quite as much as I usually do. Fortunately, my parents came down for a few days to share the sun, so Katie isn’t lacking for attention even though I’m spending way too much time “out of it.”

Below, for those interested, I am enclosing some photos taken here…simply follow the “More” link below if you’re interested in seeing them.

My parents enjoy the sun and the sand	The Katester runs through the surf	Gramps and Katie check out a seashell	The Katester and her Dad in the shallow end of the ocean
The whole Summers family plays in the salt water	I swear, this child is never happier than she is when she’s in the foam	She is buffetted by yet another wave	Oops…a break to build a quick sand castle…
	He, he…I didn’t think that would last very long!