Beautiful Summer

I may never know why, but for one summer, I was beautiful

Photo by Jeffery Erhunse on Unsplash

A few years back, in the before times, before a breakfast buffet was the stuff of nightmares, a hotel light switch a potentially lethal weapon, and a mask-tan-line wasn’t a thing, I was at a resort on a beautiful, tropical island where palm trees swayed, waves lapped up on the shore and my black one-piece bathing suit strategically hid my…