This weekend we had the privilege of spending time with my sister, brother-in-law, and niece at the beach. Jackson had such a great time, it was so beautiful to watch his sheer joy at the ocean. He spent hours standing at the shore, having a conversation with the waves. It seemed like he was asking them to stop, just before they got to him, and he had a fighting stance as he stood there. I watched him there for hours (it was too cold for me!) and I was almost crying with pleasure. I think he felt so free and I think he felt God's love in those moments. I surely did.