The sand was cooler as it squeezed between her toes. No longer were the sun’s rays beating down on it, heating it up. Colors were blending together like melted crayons as Adrianna watched the setting sun and she dreamed.
She walked around the water’s edge with the water splashing on her bare feet. Her hot pink pedicure was fading, but she didn’t care, her mind was filled with dreams of what could be. Her dreams were changing from what they used to be.
For a moment in time she had been in the spotlight. She had known what it was like to see her name up in lights. To have the fame that she had always dreamed about eversince she was a little girl.
Her mom had joked about her being born with a microphone in her hand, for how she loved to sing. Never one to be shy, she would perform whenever she had an audience.
Broadway called her heart when she was 18 and off she went to fulfill her dreams.
All was amazing in the beginning but then…years passed and something in her heart began to change. She longed for the simple days of her childhood.
The days of frolicking in the sand and taking the kayak out with her Grandpa. How many hours had they spent on the lake paddling in the water? He had listened intently to her dreams. Adrianna felt as if she was the only thing that mattered to her grandpa in those moments. He made her feel special.
She would prattle on about longing to leave their small town and go to the big city where she could shine.
He would listen with patience and never discourage her, but he often would remind her to not forget the simple pleasure of watching sunsets.
When on the lake they would rarely miss a sunset. Adrianna had enjoyed the the pagentry of the sky, but didn’t see then how it could compare with the dazzling lights of the city.
Her proud grandpa was sitting in the front row, finally having made it to a Broadway show. Adrianna had beamed with happiness.
He had spent a few days with her as she showed him around New York. He was glad to be with his only granddaughter, but she sensed that he was eager to get home, back to his lake.
The morning he left for his flight she had kissed him goodbye and he said, “I am proud of you honey, but never stop watching the sunsets.”
She had smiled but at the time couldn’t remember the last time she had taken an evening to appreciate the sunset. One had to keep a busy schedule if they kept wanting to see their name in lights.
Adrianna had tried to dismiss the unsettling feeling that had come after his visit, but she couldn’t. Keeping her busy schedule was becoming more of a chore. It wasn’t as enjoyable as it had been at first.
Performing night aftet night was losing its charm. She had needed a break, a chance to think about things and she knew just where to go.
Adrianna stood at the kayak, ready to get in.
“Are you ready?” He walked a little slower but his periwinkle eyes still twinkled.
“I am ready, Grandpa.”
They climbed into the kayak and started paddling into the sunset. There was a comfortable silence between them.
Adrianna watched the changing sky and thought how it was true, dazzling lights could not compare to the pleasure of sunset dreams.
I like your melting crayons description.
And I expect to be paid in gold stars for the picture
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Thanks! I was trying to think of something different from just a one word description and was glad when it popped in my head.
LOL!! My phone has almost lost its charge now but I will see what I can do about the gold stars. Do you have a specific amount? 🙂
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Also, glad you got a grandpa into a story. Everyone makes such a fuss over dear sweet grandmothers, sometimes the grandpas get left out.
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“No comment!” 😂😂
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🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 How is that? Have you been paid in full now, or is there something more you need?
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Now yellow moons, pink hearts, green clovers, … what else am I forgetting? I haven’t had Lucky Charms since the 80s. That stuff was basically sugar-coated cat food.
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Haha! Lucky charms was good, though my sister may have got mad at me often for taking all the marshmallows. But they were the best part of the cereal.
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I was mainly a Cocoa Puffs kid, but I’d go after the Lucky Charms if they were available.
I can’t believe I made it through school back then starting the day with a meal of refined sugar and milk.
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We rarely had Cocoa Puffs, but Captain Crunch we often had.
Oooh you really don’t want to know what I had for breakfast in Highschool, but I survived too. 🙂
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I never kept any of those sugar cereals in the house for my kids. Not sure if that did any good. The food industry pretty much adds sugar to everything.
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Brad didn’t have any of the sugar cereals in his house when growing up either. You are right sugar is in practically everything.
I stayed in a dorm in HS, because the private school was too far to travel back and forth every day. They provided hot breakfasts each morning, but I liked my sleep. The dorm had vending machines. I will say no more.
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Ughhh. My daughter is like that. I am constantly telling her to get up and have a breakfast instead of grabbing junk food at the last minute.
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There is hope for your daughter, I am healthy and I don’t have junk food for breakfast anymore. Well….not often.
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Well, about those coffee drinks…
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Pftttt! There isn’t a coffee drink in my hand at this time ….
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I have been getting a lot of visits to my blog about this photo today thanks to your posting . So thanks.
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Glad to hear it! Was my pleasure, for it really is such a calming, beautiful photo.
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Actually, I’m flattered that you think my photos are worthy of reposting for your stories. Thanks.
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You are most welcome, and your photos deserve to be shared. Can’t guarantee though that I will ever use your gator photo. LOL!
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A magic singing gator?
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Oh gosh! No, I can’t hear you.
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I’m still puzzled as to why you aren’t on the Bestseller’s List yet! Good story … sweet, happy.
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Thank you sweet friend! 😊 😳
Glad you enjoyed the story. 💛
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Oh so beautiful!
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🥰 Thanks!
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Joy, you’re such a gifted writer! Such a dreamy and heart-tugging story. The words and the relationship, plus picture, are a yerrfuve trifecta! Here are some stars for Jason, too. Lol ⭐️ ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
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Thanks for the warm fuzzies. I am touched! 🥰
Aren’t you kind to give Jason stars as well. 😄
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You’re welcome my friend! 🥰💛⭐️
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It’s a Sunday morning and I actually slept in a bit for a change (didn’t get up until 7:30). I’m relaxed and enjoying my coffee and reading this story is the last piece of the puzzle to let me know that this is going to be a relaxed day. It was charming!
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Sooo glad to hear that! 😊 Have a wonderful day! 💕
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I kept expecting Grandpa to have a heart attack, or for her to bury him at sea with an extemporaneous ritual and eulogy, evoking sentiment and an ocean of tears.
Perhaps that will be in Part 2?
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Oh dear, “an ocean of tears!” Noo Grandpa is fine…I can’t do something to dear, sweet Grandpa….and …ummm… did you see the “to be continued…” phrase? Sorry.
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I assumed the “to be continued” phrase was washed out with the tide.
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😶🤚! “Haha!”
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now I want to go watch a sunset on a lake.
for some reason, this line reminds me a bit of my break from blogging: “Performing night after night was losing its charm.”
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I do too.
Glad you had a refreshing break.
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not as good as watching a sunset on the lake, but it was nice…
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💞💞💞💞💞💞
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Aww! Thanks Barb!
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Loved the story. Glad she had a chance to reconnect and recharge with her granddad on the lake.
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Always good to recharge. Thanks Nancy!
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Aww, such a precious story to go with an amazing image (thanks Jason!).
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Thanks Monika! The photo just had such a dreamy look to it.
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Sunset reflections on a body of water with a small boat…what’s not to love (or dream about)?
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🥰
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