• Karen Heckman Stork

Hello Wilmington

Hello Wilmington. So happy to meet you, or I guess I’ll have to get used to saying y’all. Let me introduce myself — I’m a Midwestern lady who has lived her entire life (until now) in Lincoln, NE. I’m a fairly new “old” writer having published my first two books in 2017. And I’m a newcomer to Wilmington.


I’ve moved to Wilmington, NC for two reasons — to be closer to my daughter (who actually now lives in Danville, VA) and to fulfill a life’s dream of living near the beach so I can enjoy that unique experience as often as I want.


I have visited Wilmington before beginning in 2005 when my daughter and family moved to Eden, NC because of my son-in-law’s job. For many years with the family, I visited Wrightsville Beach and Wilmington for a week every summer. I didn’t explore very much of the area, but I certainly became familiar with Wrightsville Beach and rediscovered my deep affinity for the beach environment. It is my place of sanctuary, a place where I feel most connected to the universe.


I’ve never heard this longing better explained than in a speech by John F. Kennedy given at the dinner for the America’s Cup Crews, September 14, 1962: “….We all came from the sea. And it is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea…we are going back from whence we came.”


I am also entranced by the sounds of the ocean — the never-ending crash of waves on the beach and how this sound can be so very quiet on a calm day and roar like a beast during a storm. Another aspect that draws my soul to the intersection of land and sea is the changing light on the ocean. On sunny days the sun glistens on the sea like diamonds in a mermaid’s blue-green hair. On cloudy days, the light is dull and gray, almost misty as with tears.


And finally, there is nothing so awe-inspiring as seeing the sun rise above the ocean gradually proclaiming the beginning of another day of life on this blue planet. That reverential feeling is only equaled at the end of the day watching a fiery sunset as the earth’s lightbulb slowly sinks behind the horizon, and the earth awaits the moon’s nightlight and then the darkness signaling a time of rest.


I hope you will continue to read and enjoy the new focus of my blog. It will include stories about the area, about my journey and some poetry.


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