Lazy days sent on the beach from early morning until dusk.
Kieron sliding over the rocks looking for crabs and starfish in the rock pools, with me constantly watching for his black and red shorts before being resented with the treasures that he's found. I dutifully admire the hermit crabs and shrimps before Kieron releases them back into the sea.
As the tide turns and makes it's way up the beach, Kieron and I get the body boards and lay 'basking sharks'. The object of this is I'm the shark, trying to grab Kieron as he squeals in mock horror and tries to escape, amid much splashing and giggling. until Kieron eventually tips me off the body board and I go underwater.
We play until Kieron starts to shiver and the requests for an ice cream start. Kieron goes to the shop and deliberates over what to have, eventually choosing one each and then halfway through eating it, swaps with me.
We stay until the beach is empty apart for the dog walkers before de-sanding and heading home, sun burnt, disheveled and happy.
I don't go to the beach anymore.
I just wanted to let you know that I found your blog today while searching for blogs by bereaved parents. My beautiful 23 year old son was killed 10 weeks ago and I'm trying to understand how other parents survive the most devastating loss possible.
ReplyDeleteI've been collecting all the blogs and sites into one site: http://www.scoop.it/t/grief-and-loss
I've added your blog so that I can continue to follow it.
So much of what you write captures my feelings.
I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. All I will say is to be gentle with yourself and take time for self care. xx
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