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31/12/2013 08:19 GMT | Updated 01/03/2014 05:59 GMT

Life's a Beach

Life's a Beach. No really it is. Each grain of sand is a moment. Slipping through your fingers - some moments you wish you could hold onto forever.

Life's a Beach.

No really it is.

Each grain of sand is a moment. Slipping through your fingers - some moments you wish you could hold onto forever.

Footprints in the sand - reminders of what once was. Washed away slowly by incoming waves and then gone forever. Until new feet and new prints.

Then there's the sea - like destiny pushing and pulling in all manner of directions. At times you're swimming against the current - arms and legs flailing using all of your strength and still you get nowhere. Other times it's barely an effort - the sea is on your side and carrying you in her arms to where you want to be. Wouldn't life be easier if we knew which way its tides were turning? Easier maybe but as exciting I'm not so sure.

The sea can go at once from being warm and welcoming to terrifying and over-powering - but you know what's great about the sea? No matter how turbulent its waters get - you know they will be calm again.

Pebbles and rocks can be quite misleading. A smooth pebble with not even one jagged edge can cause just as much pain and discomfort as the sharpest and cruellest looking of rocks. At least with a rock you know what you are getting. It's the pebbles that you have to watch out for.

What's the best thing about the beach? It's not the pebbles or the rocks. It's not the sand or the sea either. It's not even the strong current that whisks you back to shore just as you're running out if breath.

It's the ocean breeze. The ocean breeze reminds you that you're alive. Whether it's whipping up a frenzy around you or softly dancing against your skin. You can never choose when you feel the ocean breeze - or make it last any longer. That's what makes it so special.

The end of the year is always a good time to take stock. To look back on all of those moments and footprints. To ponder on the pebbles and the rocks. To remember the sea breezes and who you were with, where you were and what you were doing at those very moments.

Standing at the edge of the sea, toes paddling in the water looking out into the vast ocean of possibilities. That's the new year. Exciting isn't it?