Growing up in Coronado, I didn’t appreciated living so close to the beach.  Let’s just tell it how it is...I hated the sand, how it got into every nook and cranny of the body, that it somehow always made it into my bed, the cold Pacific water and the inability to see any creature that may be lurking in the waves.  Basically, I was a brat.

Ten years ago I removed myself from Coronado to explore other cities. Now that I have returned to live in this paradise, I have come to truly appreciate the Crown City.  But I've grown up, matured (still under debate) and spent time away from a place that I always took for granted.  I sincerely (appreciate) how the norm is to wake up and be happy that the sun is almost always shining.  In short, my way of thinking has flipped.

Now that I’m back in my hometown, I take the opportunity to visit the beach as much as possible. The beach is like my personal trainer, pushing me to run faster, work harder, dig deeper and focus on the horizon.  The dunes are my temple, providing personal time to think, write, reflect.  The sand has new meaning (even though it still ends up everywhere) and it brings comfort and joy as my toes dig deep, looking for an escape from the tingling, warm sand.  

The Coronado Beach is my beach...and it can be your beach too.