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By the time the sun began to set, Pippin was more content than he had ever been. He might not have had the golden sands or the warm ocean, but he had made a day out of his dreams. And that was enough.
As the others bid him farewell and went back to their homes, Pippin stayed a little longer. He looked out over the ice and snow, his heart full of happiness.
“I may not have the beach I imagined,” he said to himself, “but this is my beach day. And that’s good enough for me.”
And from that day on, whenever Pippin wanted to feel the warmth of the sun, he would head to his secret cove for his very own beach day, where he learned that sometimes, the perfect day doesn’t need to be exactly as you imagined it—it just needs to be enjoyed for what it is.