The BeachWalkers.

I went for my daily 2 mile walk today and realized something, love was in the air. Older couples lined the beach today, hand in hand as they strolled along the frothy shore line gazing at the stray seagull or two flying near by. It's Valentines again. That time of year, where no matter what age you are, you find yourself giddy and full of emotion. It was as I was looking around that I realized that I did not see anyone my own age on that beach. No one playing hooky to get a head start on the next days activities or to enjoy the warm, summer like day that had been bestowed upon us like a gift. I am so sad that more of us cannot appreciate life the way our grandparents did and their parents before them. It seemed as if time was of an essence back then and they made the most of every second. Now it just seems as if each second is fleeting and we shall never get it back. Valentines should be a day to remember all the little things about each other, be it lover or friend, that brought you close. We should remember all those kind words and actions that made us feel special when it came to those special people in our lives. We must remember that life is not forever and we do fade away. Time is a treasure to be lost that we cannot get back so we must make the most of what little of we have. We must look at the relationships of the beach walkers and realize that those shore-gazing couples do what we all need to do: make time for the little things... For those are what are most important.