We can count on change

One day in San Diego; I was walking along the Beach at sunset; there were memories left from a day that had almost past. I could see where children had played in the sand making Sandcastles and trenches with sea shells. The water was washing the signs of the day away. Letting go of each day with the setting of the sun; recapitulating the memories of the day. Living in the present, is truly a gift; nothing stays the same, we can count on change; go with the flow enjoy the waves of the day; some are high; some are low, some throw you to the ground;some carry you; whichever ride your on; it will change.