ANCHORS & SAILS: Find your beach
“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it’s always our self we find in the sea.” – E. E. Cummings
It’s not hard to love the ocean in this community. It’s all around us, almost like an embrace. And yes, when there’s a wicked Nor’easter, it can be like a hug from that one family member that pinches your cheeks and squeezes the breath out of you, but still, it’s a gift beyond measure. I refer to the beach at the end of the street as "my beach," even if it's just a line in my house deed that says I have "beach rights.” I have no idea what beach rights mean, but I still consider all of it mine, at least metaphorically.
I recently spent a day with my cousin on a beach in a neighboring town. Full disclosure, I am not a "True 'Header" because I moved here from Nahant when I was eight ...