Last summer Annie visited the beach side community of Seaside. She was anxious to get unpacked and hit the beach. Annie, who had grown up not too far from this sleepy little beach town had rarely spent any time on the beach. She hated to be in a bathing suit. Hated to show off her pale blotched skin. Kids were cruel as we all can remember from our childhood.
Annie had a skin condition which made her skin look as if it was stitched together like a crazy quilt made out of different shades of tan. It was bad enough she had to have her face and forearms exposed in the warm weather at school, she certainly wasn’t about to expose herself to the cruelty she would experience in a bathing suit. Because of Annie’s skin, she had few friendships. She was always reluctant to put herself out there.
This was a new day. Annie had finally found a doctor who had been able to treat her skin with exceptional results. She was experiencing things in life she had always shunned. No longer feeling inferior she was making friends and even dating a little bit. The one thing she wanted to do was return here to Seaside and put on a bathing suit and soak up the sun. This was something she had always wanted to do with the kids she had gone to school with. It was her victory over her past. So, dressed in a pretty pink two piece bathing suit, she grabbed her book, sunglasses, chair and left the hotel headed for the beach.
On the beach she found the perfect spot. Not hidden away, but right in the middle of all of the activity. She plopped her chair down and walked into the water. She felt the appreciative eyes of those around her watching. She smiled to herself feeling that finally she would have amity.