Olympic beach holds a couple of special memories, both sad and hopeful.
This is the beach my family walked every Sunday as a family growing up.
This is where three people I love very much died when their helicopter hit rough weather and was thrown from the sky.
This is where I escape to when I need peace.
Puget Sound is my home and my love. I adore this body of water.
Its peaceful, when the tide is out you can go look at all the little creatures, and at intervals watch the ferry go across to Kingston.
There's a nice little cafe right off the beach that serves the worst coffee.
I love this place. It has more meaning to me than almost anywhere else in the world.
There are positives and negatives, but overall... its my place.
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