That's what I wake up to every morning. No birds squawking outside my window or 3-year-old boy screaming at the top of his lungs. No gardener watering plants at 6 AM or cigarette smoke blowing through the patio door. Just silence.
We have lived in our new apartment less than a week and within 2 days it felt like home. It probably has something to do with the fact that we moved back down to the beach. We're minutes away from the complex we called home when we made the big move to California almost 2 years ago. The streets are familiar and our nightly walks around the marina bring back wonderful memories. Life couldn't get much better and for that we feel incredibly blessed.