Kayla, Lysa, and I followed the road to its very end. Once we hit the beach, we put the Jeep in sand mode and just drove. About two miles down, WILD HORSES started racing our way. I fled the car- door wide open behind me- and I chased the horses down. Best. Moment. Ever.
It's perfect, because we had just decided that my spirit animal is a wild pony.
We stood and danced on the dunes as daylight gave into dusk. It was one of those moments that you knew was magical as you were living it.