When One Day is Every Day

This day was perfect. Alone, at sunset. Just us. The ocean. The colors in the sky and the breeze that made me pile on two sweatshirts (while still shivering).

We had hiked to this spot so we could see where we’d be kayaking the following day, exploring sea caves at Channel Islands National Park. That day was perfect, too.

Every day, no matter where we are, we get these moments. And I’m so grateful. He’s shown me things I never dared to think were possible.