Ten days into my Copenhagen sabbatical, I found out my dad was in the hospital and very sick. I knew immediately what I wanted to do. Come home and help him.
This beach is at the end of my dad's block and although I don't get to go for long walks on it every day, we try and walk down to look at it at least once a day -- taking a few minutes to sit quietly.
I have been coming here since I was a kid and of all the places I have been, it will always be a favorite. This beach has magical healing powers, I swear.
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