Sitting on the beach in Malibu.

I am thinking that this is my final bow for a few months.

The beach truly preserved our sanity during the long and emotionally arduous pandemic.

It was our only outlet and served as our singular escape to the life previously well lived.

Today, I am off to paradise.

Another beach to dream on with turquoise warm water to swim in surrounded by the people I care about most in the world.

It all adds up to a beautiful reward for enduring a challenging, unexpected 16 months.

Hoping that the flight with potential anti-vaxxers does not impede the trip to paradise.

I am forewarned and forearmed.

Anticipating the first sip of my fresh mango daiquiri and the crunch of homemade chips and guacamole on a tiny island that hosts gentility and serenity.

Hasta Luego!