Wonderful, fabulous, awesome, fantastic! I also have shells my childhood, too! And, like you, from various trips. Unfortunately, I didn’t bring back any shells from the Hawaiian Islands, and I can’t recall any specific seashells from those islands anyway. I still find it impossible to come home from my local beach “empty handed!” I love to wade in the water, picking up “treasures!” I love low tide. Many days, Louie and I are at the beach at dawn! It’s a dream come true living within walking distance, although with my bad back, we drive. After an hour, I’m totally lame and totally sore from all the bending over to pick up shells, but I NEVER tell that to my doctor!
I did not visit a beach until I was married...I lived near the beach in Goleta,,,about a 10 minute drive...I really loved it.
Texas is home, though.