So off we went to spend five full days at the beach. We packed up two cars and away we went. Harper and Harris were full of anticipation as we unloaded the cars and headed up to our 2 bedroom condo/home away from home for our stay. Squealing with excitement, we danced and jumped and yelled our way to the “poo” (Harris’ verbiage) for hours of sliding down slides, diving for Spiderman and Cinderella pool toys and jumping off of and into anything possible. What joy to see their little faces light up as they had the complete attention, love and devotion of not one, not two, but three of the people who loved them more than anything in this entire world.
There’s something about the sea breeze, the sound of the ocean splashing against the sand, the dull background rattle of beachcombers near by that literally lulled me daily to sleep in minutes.
Each day I would awaken from my sleepy naps to little taps, hugs and giggles of sweet smiling cherub faces staring over me telling me it was time again to play. Life doesn’t get any better than waking up to those precious, adorable faces!
It will take me a day or so to regroup and find my normal life is busy and full and the quiet won’t be so foreboding. Until then I fill these evening hours writing.
“Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.” Vicki Harrison
I pray I am learning to swim in these new waters. My desire is to find the calm amidst the waves and simply continue to swim as I find new currents to pull me along.
For what it’s worth,
Daniel 2:21 “He changes the times and seasons....He gives wisdom to people, so they become wise. He lets people learn things and become wise.