
So during May we started shopping, house shopping that is. We determined that we wanted to live within easy driving range of both of our families, yet fulfill our dream of living at the beach. Who hasn't ever dreamed of living at the beach? I know I have ever since I was toddler and took my first trip to the white sands and turquoise waters of Panama City Beach, FL. I can still remember sitting along the shore, shifting the sand to find treasures such a clams and crabs. Some of my fondest memories in life are from my visits to the gulf coast. I get teary eyed just thinking about the excitement that over comes me when driving to the coast and the first smell of the salt air hits me. It is beyond the excitement of Christmas morning for me.
So this little blog shall become a journal of sorts for us to record our journey. It is scary and stressful what we are attempting to do? Sure. Moving cross country is never an easy task. But when you are chasing a dream it all seems to be easier to deal the stress, it is self induced after all.
Hopefully this blog turns into a journal of living the life we dream about living, one that involves our home, family, old & new friends, and of course the beach.
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