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On the Day

Since our much-anticipated holiday plans were cancelled by others, my guy and I decided to head to Tables Beach on Christmas Day. We both love the beach, and it's a restorative place for me.

While we sat on the sands and basked some hungry seagulls landed to beg for snacks, but I don't feed wildlife. I did get some neat pics, though. I also was able to let go of a lot of negative emotions that I don't want to carry around with me anymore.

There weren't many people there; just some families from Patrick AFB, which was right across the street. The kids had fun, and it was fun watching them. Christmas at the beach is definitely my favorite way to celebrate now.

After our beach visit we went to have a late lunch/early dinner at Hibachi Buffet, which was excellent. We'll definitely be visiting there again.

Spending time together is a great consolation prize; my guy and I always have fun when it's just us. I've also learned some important lessons this year from the toxic behavior of others that will help me continue to improve myself, my happiness and the calm with which I want to live at this stage of life.

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