Once upon a time on a Christmas eve night a child was in a orphanage who never celebrated a Christmas with any family or friends. He was bullied in school and had no one to call family. Each year he will look outside and see children playing with their new toys and enjoying the precious moments with their closest family and friends.

At that moment he would ask himself would I ever be able to experience a true Christmas the way I see others. He felt lonely, depressed and completely hopeless as each year passed it was the same story. One Christmas eve night he made a wish on a star , his wish was to be happy and loved. He wanted a family, a friend, a mentor basically anyone as he never knew what love is from the start.

In school everyone would share there experience or bring gifts for one another and he would crave to know what this feeling is like. He never knew what a hug feels like, a warm smile, receiving anything from anyone or knowing about a Christmas cheer. He only knew what everyone else told him and what he saw outside that window. No one ever opened a door to him for this season as he was looked at as just a orphan.

So, each year on Christmas Eve night he made one wish. Hoping one day his wish could be granted.

The rush of the wave, the energy, current, the pull and sometimes heaviness of the ocean is a stir of emotions from the sea many cannot understand. Its a beauty to see from afar, it can be thrilling to surf with and for some the water beating on you can feel like the ocean water is washing away someone daily stress.

The ocean is one to be respected, cared for and connected with, she has been with us since the beginning of time. She has seen generations come and go and she still stands with us today. The Ocean is the source to our lives, the ocean has been feeding us with life from the very beginning of time. Her beauty and radiance is one of the many wonders of the world that can never be replaced.

So I just have to ask, why are we killing her in our times?

Don’t we think she will take back what belongs to her after some time?