I’m dreaming of that green bikini
just like the one worn years ago. I’m
mostly kidding but an itty bitty part of me pines for those days when trying
on, purchasing and/or wearing a bathing suit didn’t cause heart palpations.
Vacation is on the horizon for
Vince and me. In a few weeks we will
take our trip away from winter and enter a week of beach sand, chasing golf balls, eating Ms. Annette’s delicious food and enjoying the warm sun
in our shorts and yes, bathing suits.
God had other things in mind for
this body. I know this much, His plan was not for me to be wearing a
Speedo. My granny suit will do just fine
as long as it covers me adequately. And
by the time I get to Jamaica
I promise that bikini song in my head will be deleted.
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