At the beach

I don't know this woman. But I know a little bit about her.

I know she's too unsteady to swim or wade in the water. I know her skin's too sensitive to get a lot of sun. I know she doesn't want to miss going anywhere even if it's a little harder to do anymore. I know she has family that love her enough to help her down the rocky slope of the beach. I know she's not too timid for the icy cold waters of Bear Lake. I know she knows how to relish every moment despite any limitation.

I don't know this woman. But I like her.