Reflections from the Shoreline.
(Voor jou mijn liefste)
There’s something about sea glass and how it starts as something ordinary, even sharp, tossed and broken. But the ocean softens it, wave after wave. Time smooths the edges. The color deepens. The glow becomes unmistakable.
Then, it washes ashore, glinting in the light, the strength of the glass through all of the turbulence is revealed and it stops on the shore waiting to be found.
That’s what it felt like the day I met you.
When I looked into your eyes, something stopped.
The world didn’t fall away, it leaned in.
There was warmth, history, strength.
Like sea glass.
Not perfectly polished.
Broken but whole.
Uniquely formed.
After a long journey, appeared in front of me waiting to be found.
I didn’t see a stranger.
I saw something familiar, soft, clear, like a memory I hadn’t lived yet.
It wasn’t just attraction.
It was recognition.
It was in your sea glass eyes.
The kind of eyes you can fall into and find yourself.
A depth that was hidden, valuable, evolving.
There was an energy and light behind the glass.
A familiar strength that drew me in.
In life, the rarest beauty is often forged by time and turbulence. The softest hearts are the ones who’ve weathered the most. When you meet someone who carries that kind of gentleness in their gaze, not from naivety, but from ervaring, you feel it.
And you know, you’ve found someone
shaped by the same surf.
Remarkable in its existence.
Deep in character.
Strong in resilience.
And beautifully unique.
The perfect sea glass is not about being polished.
It’s about being real and authentic. – Patti Jewel
Just Keep Walking. Step with Love. Always forward.
