When Sandy Bradshaw left Oak Hills, she vowed never to return. The thought of even passing by the sea felt heavy. She was hopeful the ocean had swallowed up all those memories never to be spoken of again ... but every gust of wind reminded her she had to go back even if too say goodbye and move on.

Pain does that doesn’t it? It lingers on for a while and then we bury it every time it shows it’s ugly head.

Sandy wasn’t any different.

She reluctantly got into her car and drove down the slippery hill to face years of walls that were waiting to crash down.

Slowly, she stepped onto the beach and dug her feet in the sand, and as she sat with her heart ... the water finally came and the sea began to open and gently hushed her heavy heart and she let go.