My Heart Belongs to Sicily

One day, I may take my husband and my son to my parents’ home town. I dream of that day alot, especially when I am sitting inside looking out at a heat wave. We used to spend all day splashing in the water and playing on the sand. Literally living in our bathing suits. We hunted for little crabs amongst the rocks and swam with sea horses and the little fish that sometimes nibbled at your toes. We had competitions on who could swim out the farthest into the deeper and darker waters where the octopus and sea urchins lived. With so many cousins, it was a beach party every day! 

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