Earth and sea merged, the sea tossed itself in the air in a fantastic dance, into the shapes of men and horses and tattered banners. I stood in the lee of and overhanging rock and thought of many things (Knut Hamsun)
The cure for anything is salt water – sweat, tears or the sea (Isak Dinesen)
I sat quietly at the end of the beach while Roarke and Gina frolicked in the waves. There were too many people about for it to be a meditative experience. Children screamed and shrieked in the waves, they chattered excitedly in a game of football, with the ball flying into the waves if kicked at an angle. Mothers called out to children to come get dried. Laughter. Talking.
I thought of many things. Of how much my life has changed over the past few years. Of how I have grown – the result of leaving my comfort zone. Of how much my twins’ lives have changed in the past few months: exciting new adventures. Of how Ariél’s life has so much potential, with so many paths to be opened. Of how Tom is at home working away to support all of us; how I miss being with him. Of how much I have really enjoyed my visit to South Africa, spending time with mom and dad; seeing friends; flying down to see Roarke and Gina’s new little home…
This has been a very pleasant interlude.