I was sitting here thinking about when I was younger and about the beach. Not sure why, I guess because it's summertime and that always makes me think of the beach. When we were kids my parents used to take us to the beach every summer. It was like our one vacation of the year. There were other trips taken, but the beach trip was the one that was a given every year. And I loved it. The sand, the sun, the people, the ocean. Everything about the beach I loved.
But for some reason all of that changed. I grew up. And now I really dont' care if I go to the beach at all. The thing that I have been thinking today though, is that's not very fair to my kids. My youngest son is 7 years old and he's only been to the beach once in his life and he was too young to even remember that trip. And I think that they should experience the beach as kids, when it seems like the most wonderful place in the world. Where the ocean meets the sky. Where the birds dip down into the sea water searching for food. Where the sand feels warm under your feet and the cool salty water feels good hitting your body.
Maybe it's not me feeling guilty about not taking my kids to the beach. Maybe it's just ME missing the beach. The smell of the ocean. The air that blows. The warmth of the sun.
Now don't get me wrong, I would still pick the mountains over the beach any day, but I think I will try to plan a beach trip this summer.... for the sake of my kids
9:00 a.m. - July 13, 2006
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