Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you will look back and realize they were the big things.
As I sit here writing this on this cool September morning with my toes currently dug into the sugar like sand, I am in awe at life. Seabrook Island is one of my very favorite places in the entire world. Yes I said entire world. Not only for its renowned secluded beauty with the grandiose oak trees cascading over the roads, but for the memories that this place holds for me. Since I was a little girl I have spent countless time on these quiet beaches throughout all four seasons, running through these quiet trails, crab trapping with chicken necks on the docks, deer chasing, bobcat seeing, and making memories that I could write an entire book on. Walking out the door this morning as the screen door slammed, it took me right back to a child hearing that screen door open and close with the people who I love most walking through that door. And the memories of waking up early to the screen door opening to the sound of the day beginning. But I am most of all thankful for the time that God has enabled me to spend with my family and friends here. Each time I come here there is an immediate sense of peace.
This weekend started with a wonderful drive down the beautiful stretch of coastal highway, my favorite part of the drive. I made it my motive to slow down and embrace the ride, and I did just that. Not even thinking while getting dressed, I put on my Montinata shirt that I purchased in Ecuador in plan for one of my favorite long runs on the beach as soon as I arrived to the island. I had no idea what a conversation starter this shirt would become! (I think God was laughing as I chose this shirt, thinking “she has no idea what I’m about to do!”) I ended up spending 15 minutes at a random gas station on Highway 17, sharing my story and experiences in Ecuador as the ladies wanted to know more and more. Just the two gas station attendants and I, complete strangers, sharing our worlds. As I continued my trek, and as many times as I have driven this highway, I have never stopped at this little jam and pie stand called Carolina Cherry Company. I’ve always wanted to, just have never taken the time. It reminds me of a little hidden gem tucked sweetly in the North Carolina mountains. Today was the day to try it out! Oh my stars, It was so adorable! With rocking chairs out front and beautiful well manicured pots, it was the cutest little pit stop with nothing but views of the low country marshlands. The smell of fresh homemade pies of every flavor flooded your nose as soon as you walk through the door, with every kind of jam and jelly you could imagine. And it wouldn’t be complete with your few assorted bags of local pork rinds as well! My Montanita shirt became another conversation piece to my dismay. I spent another 20 minutes in there talking and sharing with the ladies and together sharing life’s greatest blessings. I always pray for God to use me and I believe that God puts special people in your life for a reason every single day. He puts the most special people in my life who influence my world. They mold me and influence me in such positive ways. My next stop was the famous Angel Oak Tree. Since I was a little girl this tree has never ceased to amaze me, and still to this day I am in complete awe. This tree is believed to be 1500+ years old and covers 17,000 feet. When I tell you it’s huge, I would be telling a half truth because huge is not even a correct description. Thank goodness for new friends, sweet conversations, finding local hidden gems, and being free as a bird to explore wherever the wind may take me.
The whole purpose for this little getaway was for the celebration of marriage for my step sister, and it could not have been more perfect. I must say, that’s the way to go- sweet and intimate! The simplicity of this weekend was unforgettable. Spending quality time with the people we love most, celebrating such a beautiful event of marriage. Lots of belly laughs, joyful tears, and sweet memories to add to my memory hope chest on this special island. Seabrook could not have been a more perfect setting. Also, after cooking for a whole party I am now a pro at Low Country Boil- a southern coastal delicatessen! I am so thankful for this opportunity to be a part of my God given sister’s special day and to be able to add to the memories of this special place.