Wednesday, July 6, 2011

More than shells.

So I have one last thing that happened on vacation...

Earlier in the week I had gone out to a beach south of Blind Pass and I met another woman.  OK people, I'll tell you right now: it does not go that direction.  I'm good but not that good.

Anyway, we spied each other but kept our distance.  We respectfully kept our shell nets in own little area in front of us and played nice like two grown-ups are taught to do.  See, all that sitting around in Social Skills has paid off.

But in my mind it went a little something like this:  Shit. Shit. Shit.  She found the only good shell pile on this island and now I have to frigging play nice and share.  Damn it.  It wouldn't be so bad if this God damned island didn't decide to not give up any shells.  Maybe I'll bide my time here tonight and come back tomorrow.  Yeah, that's it, that's what I'll do.  It's a negative tide for God's sake.  You can bet I'll be back tomorrow.  Except earlier, way earlier.  I'm going to get here first.  

And that's exactly what I did.

See, I planed our vacation around my shelling habit.  Sure, the kids like the beach.  But I like to look for shells and since I'm in charge of this whole operation we went to the beach that has shells.  And wouldn't it figure, the island wasn't producing any shells.

Zilch. Bubkis. Nada. Nothing.  No good shells.

That and the negative tide bit.  A negative tides when the tide goes back into the ocean further than normal so you can get/see more shells.  Yes, I planned our vacation around that too.  So when I found this shell pile with this lady attached to it, there was no way I was letting go.  

But something happened.  She said, "Hi" and we started talking.  And talking.  And bit by bit I started to like her.  We got along.  She was the nicest person ever.

Ever people, ever.

Turns out she's a kindergarten teacher and when she asked why I was out here shelling without my family, or anyone at all, I responded that I needed some alone time because of all the stress and everything else that goes along with having a kid on the Spectrum.  All the OT/PT, Speech, Child Psych and lets not forget all the extra fun that comes along with school.

She got it.  She understood.  And she was kind.

And that's why when she pulled an alphabet cone, horse conch or anything else I wanted out of the ocean I was not in the least bit jealous.  I was happy.

On this trip I came away with a lot more than shells.

And for that I am grateful.


  1. Amazing what one can find shell searching.

  2. Aww, under that tough shell, lies a softie! (Couldn't help myself) But a conch? That must've been one nice kindergarten teacher. Or maybe, you had a little sunstroke going... not sure which. ;)

  3. Okay, I find it so rare to connect with someone and actually feel comfortable and happy and relaxed, that I would have let her have the shells AND the rum. Not the vodka, but the rum can go. I'm glad you had that encounter. It's so rare to find a stranger that can understand us and empathize.

  4. How lovely! Today, I am going to go out of my way to say hello to someone because of this.

    I'm not giving up any of my stuff, but I'll sure say, "hello".

  5. That's a great experience. We all need those. Regularly.

  6. how lovely that you got to connect so nicely
    Those are some beautiful shells
    I was wondering what was s ospecial about shells - till i saw the gorgeous picture

  7. Real feelgood post, but did you find any shells?

  8. Oh, that's so wonderful! Meeting a true human being is like nothing else in this world...

  9. I love this post!...And those of us who work in Kindergarten DO rock ;)

  10. Teachers (well, most of them) are just amazing people. I'm so glad you found more than one kind of treasure on the beach!

  11. There's always a reason to be grateful, and the universe(or God, if you prefer) always seems to send us just what we need, even if we don't know that we need it.

    Unless you're at Walmart. Then you need everything. ;-)

  12. What a lovely experience....and a beautiful looking vacation.

  13. @Raquel's World--I know!

    @Karen V.--Don't you dare tell anyone I'm a softie! :)

    @Flannery--You're right, we have to keep the vodka.

    @Floortime Lite Mama--yeah, I like the shells, weird I know.


    @Amanda--so true.

    @Looking for Blue Sky--found tons!!!

    @Rachel--well said.

  14. @DeeAnn--you're the best!

    @Mom2LittleMiss--me too!

    @Not Just Another Mother Blogger--And Target, I need everything there too! ;)


  15. It's me! It's me! You wrote about me! My thoughts about you were exactly the same. Right down to the shell pile. Crap, she's back at my shellin spot. We were both very fortunate to meet each other and I can't wait until our next trip. November?

  16. @My Shelling Sistah--see I'm so glad we came back to that shell pile. Although technically you were there first so I must defer. And I'm totally OK with that!!!


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