Sunset Beach

North Carolina is my home. It always has been and it always will be. There’s something here that I can’t explain that just runs through my veins. It must be love. This place offers me more love than I think I deserve, but it does so unconditionally and without hesitation.

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A safe haven.
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The local ice-cream / Italian ice shop.
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My sweet mama. Ain’t she a babe?

If I could write a letter to a small beach town in North Carolina, it would be to Sunset Beach, a lovely haven on the North–South Carolina border that I hesitate to share with my 5–10 readers because I don’t want this secret to get out. But I have to say it, because Sunset Beach is a magical place, and it deserves to be recognized.

Just don’t go sharing this post around with anybody else, PLZ.

One response to “Sunset Beach”

  1. […] me, home wasn’t just the house I grew up in. It was one- or two-week vacations at Sunset Beach. It was Thanksgiving dinner at Aunt Betsy’s in Montgomery, Alabama. This past weekend, it was […]

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