Treasures

The Kid and I were walking along the beach

a few days after I rattled my brain (teehee)

enjoying the amazing sunshine, the smells and sounds only found near the ocean
and enjoying the blast of cold water around my ankles as the waves crashed on shore

Every so often I'd stick my hand through the sea foam 

deep into the sand below

close my fingers and see what treasure I might find

At one point I found this

The heart shaped rock (not the dime ha!)

 I kept walking about 6', waves splashing against my legs, reached down 

and pulled out this shell

The shell, again not the dime, although $ would be welcomed

 I opened my other hand to look at my first treasure

put them together like a puzzle piece, found that they fit, and

with a smirk I said a mental 'hey thanks Angels'

Walked another 6' or so reached down and pulled out this shell

Ok so you have to have my imagination to see a wing shape in this shell

Laughing I showed The Kid and told him what happened

he said

'You know you're weird, right?'

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Yep, I know I'm weird

but I embrace my weirdness now

and if I choose to believe in Angels as messengers so be it

because I know the world is damned magical when we open our eyes

I'd like to think I received this little gift
As a reminder to stay open to the wonders in life

not to assume something isn't possible because it doesn't make sense

doesn't follow the rules

Because what the hell are the chances of finding a heart that fits a shell buried deep in the sand 

several feet from each other pounded by the ocean waves

Then again it could've just been a joke from God

surrounded by angels and my ancestors

saying "Watch this! Watch this! She's so easily amused!"

Here's how they fit together; now resting among other treasures at home