Our last night at the ocean, I caught myself speaking to heaven.
But not Caroline.
She moved with the waves, took in every breath of the sea, dug her hands deep into the sand one last time, and lived every awe-inspired fascination that her little body possessed.
I humbly talked to heaven that night, she danced and danced and danced on the ocean’s stage.
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder, my dear one.