We made it and took our annual beach trip, but the trip was more than just a visit to the beautiful sand and crashing waves of the ocean. I've always loved the ocean and back then when it was still just me and the hub, we'd go to the beach at least once a year. Then the summer of 2008, it was me, the hub and our sweet Lucas growing in my tummy. We felt so incredibly happy and couldn't wait for our trip to the beach the following summer.
Last summer, I could not even fathom to think about going to the beach. My dreams of taking my little 8 month old boy to the beach were destroyed. We were devastated and barely managed to do our day to day activities. We just weren't in a happy place and for sure not in a place to go to the beach and see all the happy parents with their little ones playing in the waves or sand. We've just lost too much and the pain of missing Lucas was too raw and most days just plain unbearable.
This summer, we took Max to the beach and what a wonderful trip it was. There was much laughter and joy. We still missed having Lucas with us and reminisced about having a 20 month old to watch after in addition to our 5 month old. We will never be complete and will always miss our little angel, but we are also in a place were happiness is surrounding us daily thanks to Lucas' little brother.