
isle of palms | part one | the house & the beach
This trip was supposed to happen last year in celebration of my parent’s wedding anniversary. I remember in February of 2020, when I spent a few days with Shaunna at her parent’s condo in Florida, thinking how much I was looking forward to a week at the beach that summer. I wouldn’t call myself a “beach person.” I don’t like the grit of the sand and the sticky saltiness of the ocean. I’m fearful of animals that might be lurking around my feet and powerful waves and currents. I break out in hives if I get too much sun and I turn bright pink and feel nauseous in too much heat. I am not a good candidate to be a beach lover. But, I do love it and I find it restorative under the right conditions. If I can enjoy the beach when the sun isn’t too intense and the









