Heb's parents offered to watch the kids for the evening (the best!) and so we went to a movie. On our ride home down the Dare Trail, we realized that we had overshot the beach house and were just ten minutes away from the lighthouse. This was our moment, we seized it and went on a little adventure.
There in the distance, we saw the light blinking, dim and distant at first. In the darkness, we pulled up close to the base and could see it's faint outline before the light came on in its designated pattern. You know that each lighthouse blinks a different light pattern so boats can differentiate them.
We stood there together and just watched it brightly blink and then return to the darkness, ever consistent and faithful. It was the most incredible thing I've seen in a long time.
It took me back to back when Heb and I were first dating, we went on a date on Valentines Day. We drove up to Bear Lake together and ate pizza, something we've done for many subsequent Valentines Days. We talked and held hands and for the first time felt like there was some real potential for our relationship. We drove over to Bear Lake and stood on the bank. In the quiet darkness, we watched to snow fall on the water. It was a really special night for us.
This moment almost didn't happen. I'm not always the best at asking for things but one of the lessons I learned from the beach this year is to make things happen. I want those special moments in my life. I walked away knowing that I need to ask more, seek more.
