Sometimes I forget that I was lucky to be raised in America’s playground, Southern California. This long weekend, the family and I got to visit the little town of Encinitas. We hung out on the beach, collected rocks, caught up on all of our happenings together and ate ice cream. As we walked back to the car, I looked up and caught this view. Together, we watched the sun set amongst the palm trees. We were reminded of how much we have. Today, I’m grateful for being a California girl where this beauty is commonplace!
