Santa Cruz Blues

Wellll, I have the Santa Cruz blues! We couldn't wait for Sunday to come, like a couple of kids waiting for Christmas. Santa Cruz here we come! We arrived at the beach around 2:00 pm checking in at the Terrace Court Motel across from the boardwalk. Ohhh, the smell of the ocean air, the sound of the waves, the barking of the seals, the gentle screams of the children as they chase the waves - I just love the beach. The weather is perfect - 68 degrees. Fond memories of Santa Cruz as a child, as a mother and now as a breast cancer survivor. What better place to revisit the past, visit the present, and make plans for the future. Seven whole days - count them Sunday to Sunday, yipppeeee!

Tuesday afternoon after a relaxing walk on the beach, I experience the worst case of the dizzies. Equilibrium is so off! I am walking in a zizzag and my head is spinning. Thoughts run through my mind! Did I get too excited, too tired, too much walking - I just have such a hard time setting limits on myself! I am not used to this and I do not like it!

Poor Julian! He insists we must go home in the morning (Wed.). I agree, putting myself in his place. No Kaiser in Santa Cruz and 2.5 hours from home. Goodbye beach, goodbye sea lions, goodbye sea air, goodbye pelicans, goodbye Santa Cruz.

Just outside of Santa Cruz we receive a phone call from our son! He and his friend Ina are going to prepare Thanksgiving dinner for us! He is so sorry we had to come home! Wow, what a nice surprise. Thank you God for two wonderful days at the beach, thank you for my family and friends.

No more blogging tonight - I am feeling way to serious - not much humor in this old soul this evening.