Something about watching ocean waves makes one reflect on life — and the choices which have led you to the current moment. Big or little, momentous or inconsequential, every day is full of them, and we don’t always realize how far-reaching their consequences can be.

Sitting on four-wheelers watching the sun melt into liquid gold pouring onto the ocean waves, my husband and I watched our kids ride around on the beach and we reminisced about the choices that brought us here.

Brianna Walker writes occasionally about the Farmer’s Fate for the Blue Mountain Eagle.

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