I Saw the Ocean

…and I didn’t care

Photo by Maggi Freed

Three years ago today I saw the ocean for the first time and confirmed how I always knew I would feel about it.

We were in New Jersey for a funeral — my husband’s grandmother had passed and I was given one day off from work. She lived in New Jersey and was buried in a military cemetery next to her husband. It was a long trip for me, but I knew it was important for my husband. I hate to…