A Wonderful Way to Spend New Year’s Day

Is there a better way to enjoy the first day of a new year than sitting cross legged on a beach blanket on sand as white as snow, a warm breeze fluttering hair that’s still damp from a boisterous morning in the pool with my husband and daughter?  And while the breeze tickles my neck and sends a gentle salt scent my way, mixed with the fragrance of suntan lotion, the waves, maybe twenty feet away, crash in a soothing rhythm onto the smooth, shell encrusted shore. If there’s a better, more relaxing way to spend the first day of the new year, I have yet to discover it.  I have been so blessed for the past four years to be able to come to Florida right after Christmas and be in the tropics to ring in the new year.  Last night, from my resort balcony I could see and hear a fantastic fireworks display that someone set up from the beach, followed by the beautiful sight of about ten or eleven Chinese lanterns floating in the sky.  I am indeed counting my blessings today as I sit here, by myself, with no worries or cares, feeding my soul with some of the most beautiful nature I have ever come across.  The occasional call of a seagull, conversations from the other beach goers drifting my way, and the joyful call of children above the continual pounding of the waves is so soothing that it’s easy to slip into writer mode.  In fact, Damian’s story, which has been waiting to be told for some time, calls to me even now.  I love Florida.  I smile more frequently when I’m here.  The beach is definitely my happy place.  So, before I go to ‘work’ on my first published novella and fourth published work, I’m going to dig my heels into the sand, smile and remember just how blessed I am to be here, in this warm weather, feeding my soul.

Until next time, keep dreaming and never give up.

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About Author Amy McGuire

Author of The Heart's Discovery, a YA Romance novel set mostly in British Columbia with a brief foray into Quito, Ecuador. Also the mother of a bubbly second grade redhead who adores turquoise, and wife to a very patient man. She lives in Toronto, the inspiration for so many of her place names and characters.
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