Sea glass – a whole beach of a century’s worth of garbage – turned into what I think is probably the most beautiful beach in the world. I wish it wasn’t a 15 hour drive – but you can well believe I will get there one day.
Seaglass for me represents so many things, but above all, the triumph of something that becomes broken – and to survive, and still become beautiful despite being churned constantly by the waves. No matter what a person goes through in life – war, abuse, disease or hardship – we are all survivors, and can still become beautiful – just like discarded glass.
Look at this. A whole beach of survivors. Go there. I am.