Sometimes life doesn’t go quite as expected. We had planned to celebrate a friend’s birthday with four lovely days on Ft. Myers beach. In our minds every day would be as beautiful as the picture above. (That’s Roses,Spain.) When we arrived Saturday evening it was raining.  When we woke up Sunday morning… it was raining.  By Sunday evening… it was still raining.  Even Mr. Gull was annoyed. Monday morning I had a glimmer of hope. Although the sun was nowhere in sight the rain had ceased. I went for a walk along the beach. The wind grew strong and water crept further and further up the shore. I ran for cover. I was…