Every Park Bench has a story..

It always amazes me when something touches my heart and it is so unexpected.

Today, on the eve of Memorial Day, we head to one of the 10,000 lakes in Minnesota to just have a bite to eat, and sit by the dock of the bay on Lake Minnetonka

We chose a bench near the waters edge and were enjoying the families,boats and sunshine,

A gentleman approaches and asks if he might look at the inscription on the bench that we had chosen to sit on.

As we move to the side so he can read it, there was a look in his eyes that told a story.

I asked if he knew the young man and he answered..
                          "He is my son".

My heart was suddenly saddened by this strangers loss. 

He said he was there because his wife thought the bench might need a sprucing up.

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How many times do we just chose to sit on a bench with an inscription

 or an initialed heart etched in it and not take the time to reflect on the story that came before us.

As the man walked away, as not to bother us, I felt his heart needing to sit on the bench.

We gathered our things and walked slowly back to the car

I glanced back to see the gentleman and his wife at  the bench.

It was a reminder to take the time to read and refelct on those that came and went before us.

TAKE THE TIME TO READ THE INSCRIPTION-LEST WE FORGET

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Walk with me to the Sea

Take my hand and come walk with me
down towards the enchanting sea.
I'll run laughing across the sand.
You'll just smile 'cause you understand. 

Watch the sun kiss the rising sea,
trembling sparkles of ecstasy.
Waves break, simmer, and then renew,
just as sometimes a heart can do. 

I walked the full length of the beach until
I found the most beautiful seashell.

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Maybe it was growing up on the most beautiful Island

Maybe it is the memories of walking the beaches and "Just Thinkin"

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I am drawn to the Sea- 
From Anacortes to Nantucket.

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I search for the sea .It is part of me..

I am excited for the Morning to come so I can listen to the crashing waves on the rocks
I never tire of watching the clams as they scurry under the sand and tease you ,
Catch me if you can.

Seaglass shines,Ocean reeds sing and Driftwood just waits to be whittled

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But Nothing is more enchanting than the 
Seashell
As you bring it close to me ear
And the rushing ocean roars,I listen close
It Whispers to me.
"Come ,Walk with me to the Sea"