While walking on the beach, I noticed a chair off in the distance. A chair on the beach is not something you normally notice. I mean there are hundreds of chairs that line the surf, right? This one was truly different. It stood out against the bright blue of the sky and the sugar white sands of our shores.

Beach Chair

As I approached this lone pink chair, I knew it was special. I felt I was walking on someone’s private property, although it seems to be sitting on a public beach. It was freshly painted and not the least bit faded from the sun.

Memorial Chair

The beach-lover who owns this chair has a beautiful view. Boats are entering the gulf from Perdido Pass, Old Glory is waving in the breeze and the chair is surrounded by sea oats.

Memorial Chair with Old Glory

And then…

In Memory of Debbie Woods

It took my breath. The love that the family of Debbie Woods has for her is overwhelming. And the slightly wilted flower on the seat tells me that someone has been by recently.

Flowers in the Chair

I don’t know Debbie Woods or her family, but I’m sorry for the loss. The bright pink brings breast cancer to mind, but the view, the flower in the chair, the memorial makes this the sweetest beach chair I’ve ever seen. May you rest in peace, Debbie Woods and I pray you are enjoying the¬†view.