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The other day, I took Edna to the beach.
She wasn’t too sure about it. But, she walked around nonetheless.
That bird’s all, “Good for you, Edna!” (How that bird knows her name, I do not know. Creepy little fellow, that one.)
Worried Edna’s mood might change suddenly (as it often does), we went back up to the boardwalk, where I continued to push her wheelchair.
That’s when I heard a lifeguard shout to us from a rooftop. “Hey!”
Fearing I might be in trouble for unknowingly dropping a Cheeto - sometimes they stick to my yoga pants - I nervously replied, “Hi?”
It turned out to be a super cute, tan, big-armed lifeguard named Ron. He wanted us to know that if we wanted to go back down to the beach, he had a cool chair we could use. So, we did.
Edna was ecstatic.
Actually, she really did like it.
She especially liked when I pushed it in the water. Don’t worry - Ron said it was cool.
"Just don’t submerge it," he warned.
Ron, I may have Cheetos sticking to my wanna-be exercise pants, but I think I know not to let my sister float away into the ocean.
Anyway, it was a really special day.
Anyone who knows me knows the beach is my absolute favorite place in the world and to be able to share that with Edna in a new way was really awesome. And it happened all because a cool dude named Ron was kind enough to let us know about the chair.
Which, actually turned out to be really hard to push uphill… that’s when a second lifeguard named Scott helped us out.
Edna thought that was real hilarious. Thank you, Ron & Scott. You made our day!
PSA If you aren’t following this blog you should I smile every time I see a post <3